Due Me A Favor

[Verse 1]

Yo

It's like speeding down the highway

With a blind fold on

No hands on the wheel

Hopin' God will lead me my way

And I know he real

So my grandma say what I

Feel a sweat from the sun

Cause I work construction

I gotta take care of my son

I got one in the oven on the way

Rents late, two months

Cause my land lord talks too much

Hands full of calises

And I still got the magic touch to make wifey blush

I been workin' it out since a high school crush

Foots on the clutch

Minds on my money

But my money ain't there

But I will not resort to welfare, I care!

Can't stop

Won't stop

Couldn't even do it if I tried

If I said I did I'd lie

Let's ride...

[Hook, 2x]

I need a favour tonight

More than heaven knows

I need a favour tonight...

Could God do me a favour?

I could really use a favour

Can I get it tonight?

[Verse 2]

No

Christmas here

I'm taking time and a half

Gotta make that cash

Even if a nigga gotta drive that cab

I'm gonna treat it like a limo

Didn't know? Y'better ask

Somebody told me

Closed mouths don't eat

Closed eyes may never ever see

So I try with everything I've got to not sleep

But it's hard to run if at first you don't creep

After work take the long way home

See a lotta whips dipped out in chrome

Thinkin about a house but I can't get a loan

So I day dream on my way back to my zone

Thinkin about my son look when he full grown

Will he be raised right or another street clone?

Everything I know God knows gotta shown

Letting know he is not alone

Keep on...

[Hook, Estelle]

[Verse 3]

It's like I'm

Drownin' in a world of failure

But

I can't stop 'til my suits are tailored

Where

I live I can't trust my neighbours

Some

Only trust in they Lord and saviour

I

Gotta believe in the fact

That he must want better for us

Like young C gotta do it for us

My car broke down

F*** the bus

F*** the mayor

F*** the city, laws are unjust

It's like why do I try

When I feel I'm gonna die

Without a tear left in my eye?

I work the hardest see the least

It's like cultivating the harvest

Not seeing the feast

I don't wanna get philosophical go-to deep

I have faith but I'm afraid to take the leap

Most of what I know

I know holds me back

Instead of learning

I want that lack

Come on...

[Outro Dialogue]

[Outro Spit]

Some of my friends are terrorists

Some of my friends deal crack and I am not OK with this

Some niggas I know only back me because I rake dough like a gardner

Fuck it I work harder

I don't like most hip hop out

There's a secret society of niggas who wanna shout

"turn that bullshit off!"

I should shut my mouth?

Nxt thing you know I ain't welcome down south of the border

I don't believe in turfs or a section

I believe in community

Where anybody can walk good without protection

I believe that Dilla was the numba one dude in rap

But there on the slaps of haikus

I spite you for not givin' it up

Fuck what that nigga say, nigga give it up

Why black people act like little kids?

Make mad excuses when they know what it is?

Be like them white folks invest that shit!

Instead niggas is clownin' on the red carpet

Showing my neice that a million on the neck

Is the hot shit, is bloodclot disrespect!

And growin' up poor don't make you ignant

Act your age, don't act your pigment!

Race to the top

Don't let your race stop you

From revolution

Open your mouth and bust shots

Read books!

Young nigga say "hello,"

Screw faces an' fuck me, we know you spines jello

Spit what you been through

Spit what you know

And don't waste my time

Fuck your demo

Ya heard?