Ice Cube, MC Eiht, WC, the MAAD Circle, J-Dee - You Don’t Work, U Don’t Eat lyrics

"This afternoon we want to talk about"
"Now I want you brothers to
Dig where we coming from"

Five yers ago when I was in high school
No bills to pay
I used to say to myself "Life is cool"
I had a roof over my head and a part-time job
Slanging at OB's birdstand
Washington High was the school I attended
Til '87 graduation came and
I wasn't with it
Kicked out the house at the age of 18
No money for college, mmm
How should I handle things?
I tried to go the so-called right way
And went to a JC but I wasn't getting paid
I'm working at a chicken stand
Now with the chicken
With a spring at the top
Of my hat getting clowned


I gotta pay my rent but
My job ain't cutting it
So now I'm drinking gin
Saying "Here's my alternative"
To either keep doing what I'm doing
Don't trip
Or go and buy gats y'all and
Come up on a grip
So like anybody else I went and bought a gun
Pulling burgs at night and now
I'm counting my funds
Three times a day and I drive a coup on danas
Cruising through the alley bumping
On "Hi" to players
Yo, you can say what you want but
I was taught on the streets
That if a brother didn't work
Then he didn't eat
"You don't work, you can't eat"

Peep this, something kind if for weakness
Focus on the park and watch how I freak this
Subject for survival, got to stay alive
I gotta eat so I do or die
Not a full-time crook but I was born right
So if I want to eat, sometimes I got to jack
So jack I will and go get some presidents
A foot in the ground and the
Other on an oil slick
Money ain't everything but
Either is brokeness
Give me a knife cause I
Can't live off happiness
Once a brother said I can't
Work for the white kind
Standing on the corner in a soup line
Said he's too black, too strong
Ain't done nothing yet
Waiting on the fifth for
His government relief check
Humming and bumming
Most hate to see him coming
And every first and 15th
These strongs on his life
But a hustle is a hustle and a meal is a meal
That's why I'm real and I
Ain't afraid to steal
Straight from the street
Backed up by a funky beat
If you don't work, OG, then you don't eat

"You don't work, you can't eat"

Ayo, I want y'all to meet a
Nigga from the Lench Mob
He gaffled for his meals
(McDonald's is my spot)
Ayo Jay Dee, kick some shit
For the Maad Circle
G

If you don't work, you don't eat
Need I say more?
Cause I'm a kick my rhymes in
Abundant while you stay poor
Since I was 14 I raised myself
I built a roof over my head
And then I went for self
I sold cooked-up rock
Made my way through school
I'm not saying you should do it
Cause it ain't too cool
Kicking???, playing to start your back
Talking about that bullshit prize
You slay me right?
And you other motherfuckers out
Here banging for change
Need to wise up and seek personal gain
Or maintain some type of pain
Cause they don't give away hot
Lunches out here in LA
Yo peace to the Dub and the Maad Circle
For giving me the chance to
Let the rhyme just flow
So you can
(So you can either sell dope or
Get your ass a job)
Jay Dee (I'd rather roll with the Lench Mob)

"You don't work, you can't eat"

Eiht is stepping from the city down under
And I'm robbing more punk fools
Blind like Stevie Wonder
Ain't no punching a clock, I ain't with it
For a quarter an hour I
Make the shit every minute
And please
Don't even let me catch a brother slipping
He'll be short, shorter than short
With my hands around his troat
Fool, come off the chain and bracelet
I know it's wrong but face it
A brother like me won't win the lottery
Ain't no faking when it's time
To bring home the bacon
Cause I was taught get what
You're gonna get quick
And don't get gaffled in the mix
So I guess I'll keep stacking
Breaking the law
Checking a fool
Wrecking and breaking his jaw
Gyeah, that's life in the Compton streets
Homeboy you don't work
Homeboy you don't eat
"You don't work, you can't eat"

This record was put together
By Jay Dee, Coolio
And the W
Eight, Chilly Chill, and DJ Crazy Toons
Sic brothers out to get paid cause
Nowadays you got to go for
Yourself or go broke
I'm living day by day cause you
See the future ain't promised
So save that drama for your mama
And make sure you're out of my path
When I'm on the creep tip
Or have your first name changed to RIP

"You don't work, you can't eat"