This Ain't Living Lyrics - Singles - G. Love & Special Sauce

This town's so hype it's got soul 

As a Philly cat 

I'm with the roll 

And the swing of my things 

How they work like clockwork 

Tick tock tick tock 

Times aways lurking in your head 

Got to go to work and get fed 

That man didn't eat but he goes to sleep 

Gets up at dawn not to see the sunrise 

But because it's too damn cold outside 

Underneath the bridge they pump the city's bilge 

Into the alley they sweetp the city's filth 

The flowers wilt the flowers wilt 

Don't tell me about no game 

Cause that is a man 

And his family 

Revolution family 

Look at the family 

Dig the family 

They're living the wrong way 

Can't get nothing 

Don't get nothing all they wanted was 

Something like a job -- mercy mercy 

But its robbed -- mercy mercy 

And there's so many street side 

Beggars and disabled veterans 

Glass-eyed and peddling 

Drunk and just meddling 

So you conclude it's their fault 

They like the street they must like the asphalt 

But that is man woman and children 

The system has stalled shelter's home 

That's not what I call it 

I call it bad health 

Some say help themselves 

Yo if you you gots it 

Everyone hundred people a dollar in change 

Everyone hundred people a dollar in change 

This ain't living 

This ain't living 

Oh no 

You know it's rough, had enough fo holding a 

Cup full of spare change 

The doctor diagnosed me as a 

Dome full of bad brains 

So, toe to toe with employers 

Cause they're telling me no 

Hooked on prescription drugs 

So I stay broke, I'd run away 

But you can't run away from 

Yourself or your health so 

I deal with the cards that I'm dealt 

Tweet-a -leet- leet 

This morning bird sounding sweet 

Though I sleep on the streets 

I have a feeling I'm free 

From society's hand picked hypocrisy 

Mercy mercy don't give a damn for me 

Mercy mercy now what am I going to eat 

Peek through the windows of the restaurant 

People eating caviar fifty bucks on lunch 

A hand-me-down meal 

Full of god knows what 

Put it away in my gut 

Quick and then I wonder 

Why I'm sick, brick for brick 

I know the city like my hand print 

Just a pit in the gutter 

Of a skid-row ditch 

But I'll survive the pain 

Let me know I'm alive 

But I still feel that 

This ain't living 

Check my beat dig my rhythm 

Me belly full but me hungry so me fill it 

Once I start gaining taxes start taking 

Cause the governments perfected funk faking 

Breaking me down striking me down 

What goes around comes around but 

I keep rising seeing through the lies and 

The surprise comes when I see myself 

The music I felt 

I'm on 

This ain't living 

This ain't living 

Oh no