Lirik Lagu Happy To Be Here - E-40
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(feat. D.D. Artis)
[female singer - repeat in background]I'm just happy to be here!
[E-40 over singer]Hard times, the struggleThe ups and downs, the highs and the lowsYou know just goin through it man, ghetto politicsTryin to make a way out of no wayI was the oldest, so I had to be, the daddy of the familyMomma had to work three jobs, oooh
Feet stickin through my shoes, skid marks in my drawersGarage sales and flea markets, we never shopped at mallsNo dental plan, no medikit - we poor like rainColored folks think that castor oil cures everythangPork chops and chicken, we like our food friedHypertension, Prenavil pills and hydro-chlorizideSome of my family still living, some of my family diedHealth complications, natural causes and homicideJust tryin to survive, nothin to lose but plenty to gainStarted hustlin, flea flickin and servin that candy canePut all my cars in my lady name, as a true hustler shouldShe had a 9 to 5, worked at Planned ParenthoodWhile I was in the hood, up to no goodwith a hoodie over my head, tryin to outslick the fedsOr should I say cops, at this point in time I only had rocksWent from a little a jelly jar up to a soup potThe fast quarter my negro, don't want the slow nickelI done seen yola the same color as peanut brittleI done seen hella people relapseI done seen my homey grandparents go back to crackHow sick is dat? Beggin my loved ones to send some picturesPray for me over the phone and read me some scripturesOooh; it's gloomy out here, dark days aheadGod got my back but the devil he want my head
[Chorus: D.D. Artis]I'm just happy to be here right nowLot of my folks been locked up or laid downSee I'm sayin I ain't shed no tears, noBut I'm just happy to be here
[E-40]Listen to this, ooooohThe devil-me side know that some of y'all done seen itSomebody's momma washin her son or her daughter's bloodstain off the cementWrong place at the wrong time, infiltrators drop a dimeMistaken identity, bullets start flyinin every direction, hit a pregnant teen, she passedBut her baby live through a C-sectionI know it sound foul and sound hecka rude, it ain't coolBut it go down like that sometime when you're funkin, and you're puttin down a moveWe heartless and shrewd in this day and age, it ain't the sameOur parents need to beat us with a belt, like Poody TangI be high like an airplaneI be smokin and perkin, takin out anger and stress on the wrong personRe-uppin and coppin turf an' just servin the soil blockGrittin tryin to put some gifts in my kid's Christmas stock'Ooooh - pour out some liquor and shed a tearFor the homies that never made it and family that ain't here
[Chorus]
[D.D. Artis]So happyYou know I'm happy to beSaid I'm happy, so happy just to be hereTo beeeeeee, to beeeeeeeeeeeeTo beeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee (I'm so happy)(Oh I'm so happy)I'm so happy to be, to beeeeeeee-heeeeeeeeeeTo beeeeeeeee (to be here)
[female singer - repeat in background]I'm just happy to be here!
[E-40 over singer]Hard times, the struggleThe ups and downs, the highs and the lowsYou know just goin through it man, ghetto politicsTryin to make a way out of no wayI was the oldest, so I had to be, the daddy of the familyMomma had to work three jobs, oooh
Feet stickin through my shoes, skid marks in my drawersGarage sales and flea markets, we never shopped at mallsNo dental plan, no medikit - we poor like rainColored folks think that castor oil cures everythangPork chops and chicken, we like our food friedHypertension, Prenavil pills and hydro-chlorizideSome of my family still living, some of my family diedHealth complications, natural causes and homicideJust tryin to survive, nothin to lose but plenty to gainStarted hustlin, flea flickin and servin that candy canePut all my cars in my lady name, as a true hustler shouldShe had a 9 to 5, worked at Planned ParenthoodWhile I was in the hood, up to no goodwith a hoodie over my head, tryin to outslick the fedsOr should I say cops, at this point in time I only had rocksWent from a little a jelly jar up to a soup potThe fast quarter my negro, don't want the slow nickelI done seen yola the same color as peanut brittleI done seen hella people relapseI done seen my homey grandparents go back to crackHow sick is dat? Beggin my loved ones to send some picturesPray for me over the phone and read me some scripturesOooh; it's gloomy out here, dark days aheadGod got my back but the devil he want my head
[Chorus: D.D. Artis]I'm just happy to be here right nowLot of my folks been locked up or laid downSee I'm sayin I ain't shed no tears, noBut I'm just happy to be here
[E-40]Listen to this, ooooohThe devil-me side know that some of y'all done seen itSomebody's momma washin her son or her daughter's bloodstain off the cementWrong place at the wrong time, infiltrators drop a dimeMistaken identity, bullets start flyinin every direction, hit a pregnant teen, she passedBut her baby live through a C-sectionI know it sound foul and sound hecka rude, it ain't coolBut it go down like that sometime when you're funkin, and you're puttin down a moveWe heartless and shrewd in this day and age, it ain't the sameOur parents need to beat us with a belt, like Poody TangI be high like an airplaneI be smokin and perkin, takin out anger and stress on the wrong personRe-uppin and coppin turf an' just servin the soil blockGrittin tryin to put some gifts in my kid's Christmas stock'Ooooh - pour out some liquor and shed a tearFor the homies that never made it and family that ain't here
[Chorus]
[D.D. Artis]So happyYou know I'm happy to beSaid I'm happy, so happy just to be hereTo beeeeeee, to beeeeeeeeeeeeTo beeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee (I'm so happy)(Oh I'm so happy)I'm so happy to be, to beeeeeeee-heeeeeeeeeeTo beeeeeeeee (to be here)
