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What You Need Video (MV)




Performed By: 5th Child
Length: 2:22
Written by: LIONEL CRAWFORD, STEPHEN BROWN




5th Child - What You Need Lyrics




What you need? A little coke, a little pills, a little weed
You ain't got it? Let me bring you up to speed, What you need
White flight, knife fights, poverty and greed
You ain't got it? Let me bring you up to speed, What you need
Failing schools, bottom of the barrel, crab pull a nigga down if he succeed
Boy I got it, what you need
Take my word for it, you ain't gotta read, trust me, I can bring you up to speed
What you need

Overweight, fattest state, infant mortality rate
Low life expectancy, low-lives in our legacy
Underprivileged citizens, overwhelming jealousy
Deep-fried everything, what is your delicacy
Pockets full of felonies, RA! Check out my melody
Niggas sing the blues because the blue is giving hell to me
Streets become the teacher when the education's failing me
The most I ever learned was all the things that I would never be
Strong-arm robbery policies on my kind
Beat deaf niggas to death, rob a blind nigga blind
Focus on the grind, not the lives that we lost
Niggas never know the difference between the price and the cost
Because the ice that we floss makes them hoes want to ride
Bring that pussy over here, leave your goals and your pride
Because once I go inside, then it's deuces, smooches
Truth is, shoot, I ain't pregnant, trick, you is
Stupid, if that nigga asks, tell him that I flat-lined
We don't even look alike, call me when it's tax time
I'm just painting pictures for you, you can see the background
Thinking it's a movie, nope, truly this is Jacktown
Got a chain? Tuck that. Bucked at? Buck back
Bump that, nigga if you're scared, move to Gluckstadt
Where you go to volunteer, this is where we're stuck at
So pardon if we struggle to succeed, now what you need

Top 3 spitter in the city, that's Smitty
Slowly becoming a mogul, I don't dougie, I Diddy
Basement and the New Jacks, plus I got my groove back
Ready for whoever don't believe, now what you need
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What you need? A little coke, a little pills, a little weed
You ain't got it? Let me bring you up to speed, What you need
White flight, knife fights, poverty and greed
You ain't got it? Let me bring you up to speed, What you need
Failing schools, bottom of the barrel, crab pull a nigga down if he succeed
Boy I got it, what you need
Take my word for it, you ain't gotta read, trust me, I can bring you up to speed
What you need

Overweight, fattest state, infant mortality rate
Low life expectancy, low-lives in our legacy
Underprivileged citizens, overwhelming jealousy
Deep-fried everything, what is your delicacy
Pockets full of felonies, RA! Check out my melody
Niggas sing the blues because the blue is giving hell to me
Streets become the teacher when the education's failing me
The most I ever learned was all the things that I would never be
Strong-arm robbery policies on my kind
Beat deaf niggas to death, rob a blind nigga blind
Focus on the grind, not the lives that we lost
Niggas never know the difference between the price and the cost
Because the ice that we floss makes them hoes want to ride
Bring that pussy over here, leave your goals and your pride
Because once I go inside, then it's deuces, smooches
Truth is, shoot, I ain't pregnant, trick, you is
Stupid, if that nigga asks, tell him that I flat-lined
We don't even look alike, call me when it's tax time
I'm just painting pictures for you, you can see the background
Thinking it's a movie, nope, truly this is Jacktown
Got a chain? Tuck that. Bucked at? Buck back
Bump that, nigga if you're scared, move to Gluckstadt
Where you go to volunteer, this is where we're stuck at
So pardon if we struggle to succeed, now what you need

Top 3 spitter in the city, that's Smitty
Slowly becoming a mogul, I don't dougie, I Diddy
Basement and the New Jacks, plus I got my groove back
Ready for whoever don't believe, now what you need
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Writer: LIONEL CRAWFORD, STEPHEN BROWN
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