Jamiroquai

Jamiroquai - Didjeradama (instrumental) lyrics

[Verse 1: S.G.]

Man, I been doing this for ten years, and I still ain't signed

I been prime with the production and even better with rhyme

I know, in due time, I'll get noticed by a big label

Some say I wasn't able to see a deal on the table

But I know that's gonna change cause I got more faith in people than church

I been puttin' in work like I'm dedicated to hurt

And what's worse is that I'm broke and it's harder to find a job

Cause I was fired from the last one for imitatin' my boss

I was addicted to stars, coke, weed, X and meth'

My life has been a mess, since I walked out the nest

And I'll, never get rest unless my lawyer tells me, "Do it"

I pursue it til I dead or in prison or buy me, choose it

You say my life is ruined, but it makes me push harder

I got two boys now, and then I might be pregnant with our daughter

With rent

Two months late, survivin' off, great

There's no food on our plates, the problems won't go away

[Chorus: Female singer]

Chasin' pebbles to find a pot of gold

A pot of gold

I need a pot of gold in my life

My life

My life

My life

[Chorus]

[Verse 2: Luna]

To my son, Zion, I'm a keep tryin', this mountain we climbin'

Is full of pitfalls and other dangers that I hide in

Know that poppa loves you

And when I'm on the road, I'm thinkin' of you

My heart and my soul, that is for your smile that I flow

And momma know your boy is doing what he loves to do

Recording songs with my boys, go out and make these crowds move

Still my number one girl, my heart's pearl

And I'm a get you that house in the hill with a pony, for real

And pops worked hard, two jobs just to keep us happy

So I'm a work as hard as I can to get a Grammy

This life can be deceivin', nothing in it is promised

But still my sister stayed focused, then

Make her way to college

To my cousin Mark, keep your head up

Sometimes, you're fed up

When life knocks you down, I know you got the strenght to get up

My brother Chris, know this

I'm proud of what you do

I know you're proud of me, so let's go show the world what we can do

[Chorus x2]

[Verse 3: Panic]

What is life? Life is trials and tribulations, reality

Simulations, it's true when there's fake faces, it's ugly

And pretty places

Traces of some people were left, nameless

Some came and went

Some of you to fall in some straight, heinous

Some shameless

Like most of the girls that were in my life

Some could give a shit

Others were eager to be my wife

Had some friends that I used to call brothers

But in truth, undercovers

Synthetic crunk motherfuckers that rob and beat they own

Mothers

Even family members hurt me, I'm heartbroken

It seems in life, you can't trust nobody, but I kept, hopin'

And prayin', blessed mother, help me up cause I'm fallin'

Please forgive me cause I'm on my kness, it's you that I'm callin'

To be my light

Make it right with the darkness that's in my night

And tell the Lord that I said thanks for Mark, Steve, Bret and Mike

Finally found my brothers from other mothers

And trouble keeping me covered

Watchin' my back with some shovels, I love my rap

Motherfuckers

[Chorus x2]

[Verse 4: Grant Rice]

Ay yo, Trav

I tried to call, you even had my office pager

But for some reason, I get treated like a stranger

It's ironic

Maybe I do deserve it

But seven years of my all, isn't really worth it?

But now you think it's perfect

No me on the stage

You fucks up the dance moves and repeats the phrase

It's so wrong, it's so long without a plane ticket

No thanks for shit

Cause now my name's in expense

And I can't get

What you bitter about

Not even tech or the calico can figure it out

Cause

I ain't wack

Maybe it's I ain't black

Maybe it's my dope deal and mentality in the king of crack

That you think'll sell, just to get my money

But I ain't sold dope

In a whole month of Sundays

It's funny

Cause me and Tech talk everyday

And ain't no chariot's a cherry that can carry away

Plus me and Bubba got this whole mixtape thing

You know your ass greased to be in Regime, hun

I help start this stranger shit

And this the motherfuckin'

Thanks I get

It's my life

[Female singer:]

My life

My life

My life

My life

My life

My life

[Chorus]

[Female singers scats and harmonizes]

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