Lyrics Work - Tinchy Stryder

Look, we've been working our socks of there
Swear down we're working our socks off here
Yeah, been working for days
Swear down we ain't feeling a minimum wage

It's a cold world that we're living in
Look, black still work for the minimum
Wage, but shit ain't changing
So we've gotta stay strong, eff giving in
And I know what my people went through
Take one look, you can see that I'm vexed too
Look it was all whips to the backside
Big chains round wrists, no bling in em
And they wonder why mandem are pissed off
[?] or a person are lickin' em
True story, strides I was giving em
Black leaders, I'm bigging em up
Cause they went through all that long in the future
This ain't end, no picking man up
Look, next time I know yourself in the future

Before the days of Martin Luther, Malcolm X
Black people struggled to a different extent
Like being shipped from the motherland
Stripped, caged, raped, mistreated
And beated all the way to another land
Given new names like Sally and Dan
Brothers and sisters getting separated
Getting sold up for less than around
Life back then was a struggle, no doubt
Suicide was committed and I had to get out
Cause people knew what time it was
If you did try to holler or shout
New day now and it still ain't easy
Black people are still on our greazy grind
Who knows if it'll change in time
Oi Strydes, do you think it'll change in time?

Look I learned my history not from school
And life ain't easy for blacks
Working hard, can't even relax
That's why me, I got my back tp the wall
That slavery shit ain't fair man
And look I'm on some pay me shit
Swear down don't try and play me please
I'm about my peas so dare man
I ain't tryna stay at the bottom of the food chain
Nah dead that talk, that was back then
Me, I rep for my people, I back them
Believe what I told you, I mean it
Learn more history, not from school
And life ain't easy for blacks
Working hard, can't even relax
That's why me, got my back to the wall