Strange Fruit Project - The Broke Song lyrics

[Verse One: Myth] Not a dime to my name, what's the price for fame? Cats thinkin' I'm rich, got me standin' in the rain Wishin' I had change In my pocket when I'm rockin' A broke MC with bad credit And I'm still droppin' albums like I'm so hot but I'm not A broke cat with a tore back ride I'm from the old school and momma told me to throw back pride Be humble in life It's gon' be a struggle in life Keep yo' mind right [Symbolyc One] I'm 'bout to give it up, give it up See a nickle on the ground, pick it up, pick it up The Broke Song, I'd rather be singin' The Hope Song I never the less stress keepin' my throat strong Money I tote wrong Hopin' the rope's long enough S-1, the brother with the oak tongue No need to prolong Stuck, got a brand new truck Hopin' the note's gone Come along to the song [Scratch Hook] "Throw back ride" "Give it up, give it up" "Keep ya mind right" "Gotta work a 9 to 5" "Don't struggle, just hustle" "Wishin' I had change" "What's the price for fame" "I'm still broke" "Cause the way we livin' now is wack" [Verse Two: Myone] Let's hustle like we bubblin' crack Find a way to educate and elevate and sell this sh** right back To the powers that be Because I know they ain't empowering me And that didn't take me two towers to see Know That the world is slowly dying every day We livin' so broke, check to check Minimum waging ain't enough, below income stuff Yeah I could serve k** but it's hard to pay the bill when in cuffs So let's, flip the 5-0 until it's 0-5 Till we dictate the cost to survive I hustle dead or alive With the U.S. debt on the line I wanna climb till I'm dead or resign All I'm hearing is "Your check bounce", a gram short of an ounce And it's hard to pay the rent with nothin' but common sense And since we've been dealin' with the power of the yen We made a vow to keep hustling here until we rise up [Scratch Hook] [Verse Three: Myth] My man sk** on the beat Yo I need something to eat This hunger makes me wonder why I'm praying my soul to sleep Threw the 20's on the Jeep God makin' them ends meet But I gotta produce more heat if them 20's I want to keep So I'd rather watch my seeds grow Cause they foul you to shoot, call it a free throw Knowin' a brother need doe Blow I'm 'bout to put the horns down The Heavenly Father stricken me when I'm weak and when I'm torn down [Symbolyc One] Yo I'm stressed from the job that's got my head twisted Livin' like I got money, I'm ballin' Not even close y'allin' Maxed out credit cards with a bottle full of [?] Semi po' folks that ain't no joke Tryin' to get my seeds some of them beautiful things A pool in the back with a set of swings A lot of dreams, sometimes I gotta scream Plot and scheme ways of makin' them collared greens Droppin' the hottest heat, rockin' the beats [Scratch]