The Problem Lyrics
| Song | The Problem |
| Artist | Speech Debelle |
| Album | Ninja Tune Publishing & Licensing Sampler Vol. 10 |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| Listen Listen | |
| Old school new school | |
| depends on the mirror | |
| I rhyme about the times | |
| when the youts are popping pillas | |
| Miniature shotta mini rockers | |
| Ain’t gotta lot of height | |
| but heart he got a lotta | |
| Dads are never there | |
| nobody really cares | |
| Cause we got used to it | |
| like perm in black hair | |
| So under the carpet is where it lives | |
| Along with the fiddlers politicians | |
| and them other miscreants | |
| I have a common sense | |
| for world’s events | |
| So when I hear it on the news | |
| I try and analyze the views | |
| The pudding is the proof | |
| that’s why they looking sick | |
| looking malnourished | |
| They should have never listened to it | |
| Switch it off get it out like unruly kids | |
| That’s why I was suspended from it | |
| I was never in it | |
| If they invented it never for | |
| your development | |
| If you can’t recognize it then you irrelevant | |
| Me and my people live in tenement yards | |
| And since they’re too watchy watchy | |
| we have to draw card | |
| Duppy let go of my hand | |
| for this conundrum | |
| Is gonna get me in trouble | |
| like what bam bam | |
| And they don’t know the half of it | |
| I shook hands with the worry man | |
| so it’s pure worry man | |
| So I’m doing it like it’s my last album | |
| Nothing is guaranteed | |
| so watch the outcome | |
| I doubt we out with them | |
| we never roll wid dem | |
| Never catch me chilling | |
| with the other villains | |
| I prefer the ones who do it | |
| out of need rather the greed | |
| Know what I mean | |
| I recognize the pain and the will | |
| And ovastand that it’s a sh*tty deal | |
| But hey blood whatever we keep it real | |
| Giving it to em until they will listen | |
| I know they think that we’re dumb listen | |
| They better know I ain’t the one listen | |
| I don’t believe what they say listen | |
| Can’t you tell I don’t play listen | |
| And they can say what they like listen | |
| Hide the facts with their lies listen | |
| But if you feel it in your heart listen | |
| When they say that you can’t | |
| Every day we try to find a way | |
| To get it together to get it together | |
| They better be afraid of what | |
| we got to say | |
| Cause we be get it together | |
| Hey it’s a problem hey it’s a problem | |
| We glorify and glamorize the popular | |
| The popular ting can get | |
| you kind of popping | |
| He be saying nothing she showing it all | |
| Lyrics cut through nothing them | |
| fools with blunted tools | |
| Certain songs I can’t mess wid | |
| Cause the science in the sound | |
| got me screwing up my brow | |
| I’m not sure how | |
| but I trust my own instincts | |
| Cause as long as I’m here | |
| but spirit never extinct | |
| So instinctively I push from the pagans | |
| Kinda like a doctor prescription | |
| Cause all I need to do is boost the melanin | |
| Just give me some sunshine | |
| and good food the elements | |
| It’s pretty much becoming prevalent | |
| That these people are pretending | |
| that they are saying something | |
| When they ain’t sayin’ nothing at all | |
| From the window to the wall | |
| We evoke greatness till 20 ft tall | |
| I caught the feeling caught | |
| the spirit caught the vibe | |
| We must awake the spirit | |
| so it comes alight | |
| I never think I never tell no lies | |
| What’s done in the dark | |
| will come to the light | |
| So keep your stories | |
| I am not a child | |
| I’m big grown woman with a big grown life | |
| While they’re pissing on kids | |
| and beating up their wives | |
| I talk about the mother | |
| that sucking on the pipes | |
| I talk about the kids | |
| with no voice out of sight | |
| Running a fire to the power of the night | |
| I ain’t got time I’m trying to do it all tonight | |
| I’m listening to Pac thinking | |
| least the brother tried | |
| I recognize the pain and the will | |
| And ovastand that it’s a sh*tty deal | |
| But hey blood whatever we keep it real | |
| Giving it to em until they will listen | |
| I know they think that we’re dumb listen | |
| They better know I ain’t the one listen | |
| I don’t believe what they say listen | |
| Can’t you tell I don’t play listen | |
| And they can say what they like listen | |
| Hide the facts with their lies listen | |
| But if you feel it in your heart listen | |
| When they say that you can’t | |
| I know they think that we’re dumb listen | |
| They better know I ain’t the one listen | |
| I don’t believe what they say listen | |
| Can’t you tell I don’t play listen | |
| And they can say what they like listen | |
| Hide the facts with their lies listen | |
| But if you feel it in your heart listen | |
| When they say that you can’t | |
| Every day we try to find a way | |
| To get it together to get it together | |
| They better be afraid of what we got to say | |
| Cause we be get it together | |
| Hey it’s a problem hey it’s a problem |
| Listen Listen | |
| Old school new school | |
| depends on the mirror | |
| I rhyme about the times | |
| when the youts are popping pillas | |
| Miniature shotta mini rockers | |
| Ain' t gotta lot of height | |
| but heart he got a lotta | |
| Dads are never there | |
| nobody really cares | |
| Cause we got used to it | |
| like perm in black hair | |
| So under the carpet is where it lives | |
| Along with the fiddlers politicians | |
| and them other miscreants | |
| I have a common sense | |
| for world' s events | |
| So when I hear it on the news | |
| I try and analyze the views | |
| The pudding is the proof | |
| that' s why they looking sick | |
| looking malnourished | |
| They should have never listened to it | |
| Switch it off get it out like unruly kids | |
| That' s why I was suspended from it | |
| I was never in it | |
| If they invented it never for | |
| your development | |
| If you can' t recognize it then you irrelevant | |
| Me and my people live in tenement yards | |
| And since they' re too watchy watchy | |
| we have to draw card | |
| Duppy let go of my hand | |
| for this conundrum | |
| Is gonna get me in trouble | |
| like what bam bam | |
| And they don' t know the half of it | |
| I shook hands with the worry man | |
| so it' s pure worry man | |
| So I' m doing it like it' s my last album | |
| Nothing is guaranteed | |
| so watch the outcome | |
| I doubt we out with them | |
| we never roll wid dem | |
| Never catch me chilling | |
| with the other villains | |
| I prefer the ones who do it | |
| out of need rather the greed | |
| Know what I mean | |
| I recognize the pain and the will | |
| And ovastand that it' s a sh tty deal | |
| But hey blood whatever we keep it real | |
| Giving it to em until they will listen | |
| I know they think that we' re dumb listen | |
| They better know I ain' t the one listen | |
| I don' t believe what they say listen | |
| Can' t you tell I don' t play listen | |
| And they can say what they like listen | |
| Hide the facts with their lies listen | |
| But if you feel it in your heart listen | |
| When they say that you can' t | |
| Every day we try to find a way | |
| To get it together to get it together | |
| They better be afraid of what | |
| we got to say | |
| Cause we be get it together | |
| Hey it' s a problem hey it' s a problem | |
| We glorify and glamorize the popular | |
| The popular ting can get | |
| you kind of popping | |
| He be saying nothing she showing it all | |
| Lyrics cut through nothing them | |
| fools with blunted tools | |
| Certain songs I can' t mess wid | |
| Cause the science in the sound | |
| got me screwing up my brow | |
| I' m not sure how | |
| but I trust my own instincts | |
| Cause as long as I' m here | |
| but spirit never extinct | |
| So instinctively I push from the pagans | |
| Kinda like a doctor prescription | |
| Cause all I need to do is boost the melanin | |
| Just give me some sunshine | |
| and good food the elements | |
| It' s pretty much becoming prevalent | |
| That these people are pretending | |
| that they are saying something | |
| When they ain' t sayin' nothing at all | |
| From the window to the wall | |
| We evoke greatness till 20 ft tall | |
| I caught the feeling caught | |
| the spirit caught the vibe | |
| We must awake the spirit | |
| so it comes alight | |
| I never think I never tell no lies | |
| What' s done in the dark | |
| will come to the light | |
| So keep your stories | |
| I am not a child | |
| I' m big grown woman with a big grown life | |
| While they' re pissing on kids | |
| and beating up their wives | |
| I talk about the mother | |
| that sucking on the pipes | |
| I talk about the kids | |
| with no voice out of sight | |
| Running a fire to the power of the night | |
| I ain' t got time I' m trying to do it all tonight | |
| I' m listening to Pac thinking | |
| least the brother tried | |
| I recognize the pain and the will | |
| And ovastand that it' s a sh tty deal | |
| But hey blood whatever we keep it real | |
| Giving it to em until they will listen | |
| I know they think that we' re dumb listen | |
| They better know I ain' t the one listen | |
| I don' t believe what they say listen | |
| Can' t you tell I don' t play listen | |
| And they can say what they like listen | |
| Hide the facts with their lies listen | |
| But if you feel it in your heart listen | |
| When they say that you can' t | |
| I know they think that we' re dumb listen | |
| They better know I ain' t the one listen | |
| I don' t believe what they say listen | |
| Can' t you tell I don' t play listen | |
| And they can say what they like listen | |
| Hide the facts with their lies listen | |
| But if you feel it in your heart listen | |
| When they say that you can' t | |
| Every day we try to find a way | |
| To get it together to get it together | |
| They better be afraid of what we got to say | |
| Cause we be get it together | |
| Hey it' s a problem hey it' s a problem |
| Listen Listen | |
| Old school new school | |
| depends on the mirror | |
| I rhyme about the times | |
| when the youts are popping pillas | |
| Miniature shotta mini rockers | |
| Ain' t gotta lot of height | |
| but heart he got a lotta | |
| Dads are never there | |
| nobody really cares | |
| Cause we got used to it | |
| like perm in black hair | |
| So under the carpet is where it lives | |
| Along with the fiddlers politicians | |
| and them other miscreants | |
| I have a common sense | |
| for world' s events | |
| So when I hear it on the news | |
| I try and analyze the views | |
| The pudding is the proof | |
| that' s why they looking sick | |
| looking malnourished | |
| They should have never listened to it | |
| Switch it off get it out like unruly kids | |
| That' s why I was suspended from it | |
| I was never in it | |
| If they invented it never for | |
| your development | |
| If you can' t recognize it then you irrelevant | |
| Me and my people live in tenement yards | |
| And since they' re too watchy watchy | |
| we have to draw card | |
| Duppy let go of my hand | |
| for this conundrum | |
| Is gonna get me in trouble | |
| like what bam bam | |
| And they don' t know the half of it | |
| I shook hands with the worry man | |
| so it' s pure worry man | |
| So I' m doing it like it' s my last album | |
| Nothing is guaranteed | |
| so watch the outcome | |
| I doubt we out with them | |
| we never roll wid dem | |
| Never catch me chilling | |
| with the other villains | |
| I prefer the ones who do it | |
| out of need rather the greed | |
| Know what I mean | |
| I recognize the pain and the will | |
| And ovastand that it' s a sh tty deal | |
| But hey blood whatever we keep it real | |
| Giving it to em until they will listen | |
| I know they think that we' re dumb listen | |
| They better know I ain' t the one listen | |
| I don' t believe what they say listen | |
| Can' t you tell I don' t play listen | |
| And they can say what they like listen | |
| Hide the facts with their lies listen | |
| But if you feel it in your heart listen | |
| When they say that you can' t | |
| Every day we try to find a way | |
| To get it together to get it together | |
| They better be afraid of what | |
| we got to say | |
| Cause we be get it together | |
| Hey it' s a problem hey it' s a problem | |
| We glorify and glamorize the popular | |
| The popular ting can get | |
| you kind of popping | |
| He be saying nothing she showing it all | |
| Lyrics cut through nothing them | |
| fools with blunted tools | |
| Certain songs I can' t mess wid | |
| Cause the science in the sound | |
| got me screwing up my brow | |
| I' m not sure how | |
| but I trust my own instincts | |
| Cause as long as I' m here | |
| but spirit never extinct | |
| So instinctively I push from the pagans | |
| Kinda like a doctor prescription | |
| Cause all I need to do is boost the melanin | |
| Just give me some sunshine | |
| and good food the elements | |
| It' s pretty much becoming prevalent | |
| That these people are pretending | |
| that they are saying something | |
| When they ain' t sayin' nothing at all | |
| From the window to the wall | |
| We evoke greatness till 20 ft tall | |
| I caught the feeling caught | |
| the spirit caught the vibe | |
| We must awake the spirit | |
| so it comes alight | |
| I never think I never tell no lies | |
| What' s done in the dark | |
| will come to the light | |
| So keep your stories | |
| I am not a child | |
| I' m big grown woman with a big grown life | |
| While they' re pissing on kids | |
| and beating up their wives | |
| I talk about the mother | |
| that sucking on the pipes | |
| I talk about the kids | |
| with no voice out of sight | |
| Running a fire to the power of the night | |
| I ain' t got time I' m trying to do it all tonight | |
| I' m listening to Pac thinking | |
| least the brother tried | |
| I recognize the pain and the will | |
| And ovastand that it' s a sh tty deal | |
| But hey blood whatever we keep it real | |
| Giving it to em until they will listen | |
| I know they think that we' re dumb listen | |
| They better know I ain' t the one listen | |
| I don' t believe what they say listen | |
| Can' t you tell I don' t play listen | |
| And they can say what they like listen | |
| Hide the facts with their lies listen | |
| But if you feel it in your heart listen | |
| When they say that you can' t | |
| I know they think that we' re dumb listen | |
| They better know I ain' t the one listen | |
| I don' t believe what they say listen | |
| Can' t you tell I don' t play listen | |
| And they can say what they like listen | |
| Hide the facts with their lies listen | |
| But if you feel it in your heart listen | |
| When they say that you can' t | |
| Every day we try to find a way | |
| To get it together to get it together | |
| They better be afraid of what we got to say | |
| Cause we be get it together | |
| Hey it' s a problem hey it' s a problem |
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