Can I Get a Yo

Verse 1:<br><br>I gots to rock the freakin mic, and yes I gots to rock the show,<br>but when the stress hits me, yo, it`s like 10 blows to the head,<br>I`m always being hasseled, there`s no end,<br>hasseled by my Moms and hasseled by the feds,<br>pressure rising and I`m feeling really tired,<br>they look into my future and see `nigga for hire`,<br>stay outta trouble, but I gots to break some rules,<br>no love to the brothers that were cruel,<br>but now whenever people act like that, <br>they wants to see my flop but I cuts no slack,<br>My head`s pumpin in and out of my brain,<br>all the stress is causin mental pain,<br>however, any type of weather, I can rock the show and sit back and live<br>forever (and ever),<br>I try to block everything out of mind,<br>no peace in my life, well not that I can`t find,<br>My life is so confusing,<br>I don`t know who`s doing the playing or doing the using,<br>I`m getting dissed, even by my principle,<br>you say you`re not in shit and say your not incapable,<br>buk-buk-buk, Brown goes down,<br>another concussion of the hip-hop sound,<br>I strive in my life to keep my heart pumping,<br>gots to do my job and keep the crowd jumpin,<br>dealin with this and that, can I get a yo, can I get a yo<br><br>Chorus:<br><br>Can I get a yo, Can I get a yo, Can I get a yo?<br>(Yoooooo!)<br>Can I get a ho, Can I get a ho, Can I get a ho?<br>(Hoooooo!)<br><br>Verse 2:<br><br>Yo, you never left me rest,<br>yes, you keep me 24 stressed,<br>criticized by my mom `cause my pants sag,<br>don`t wanna go home, don`t wanna hear the nag,<br>I gotta go the the studio and release my stress with the funky fresh flow,<br>and just as I get to the peak of rap singing, ding-a-ling-a-ling, the phone<br>starts ringing,<br>and I know what`s gonna happen,<br>some kind of bad news suds up my rappin`,<br>I get a record to do, I gotta perform, I go to be rough, but yo, I can only<br>do so much,<br>so hey,<br>hey diddle diddle,<br>when you start fighting, Frankie`s in the middle,<br>and now you want to pick sides,<br>so I don`t go home, don`t answer the phone, so I can hide,<br>`cause if I do, I gotta dis one of you,<br>nobody really understands what I be going through,<br>forget this shit,<br>I gotta try to get a grip, or I might just slip, or my lid might flip,<br>and sometimes I wish I could switch, aggrivate my brain, just like an itch,<br>walked all over like a doormat,<br>can I get a break can I get a kit-kat,<br>or can I get a yo, can I get a yo, can I get a yo<br><br>Chorus<br><br>Verse 3:<br><br>Can`t get no shut eye, always gots the pen to my hand,<br>wanna close my lid, saying to myself I know now I can like the little engine<br>that could,<br>try to explain to my Moms, but she never understood,<br>the way we gotta do this thing, I head for the microphone and I drop my swing,<br>used to be slippin, now I got a grip,<br>90% in math, now I`m that tip,<br>back to the fact, I`m on the bus, gotta finish my rhyme, on the way to<br>studio check it about that time,<br>the pressure just killin my brain cells,<br>gotta do this and that ringin through my head like a bell,<br>gotta stay on track, stay on track,<br>define what`s good, bad, phat and wack,<br>didn`t succeed when I tried to run away from it all,<br>I came back then I heard my blue pen call,<br>I`m still striving to reach my goal,<br>can I get a yo, can I get a yo<br><br>Chorus