Contribution Lyrics - Quality Control - Jurassic 5

Yo, yo, yo, yo, either you a part of the problem or you a part of the solution 

What's your contribution to life? Yo 

So many people complain, always talk about change, yo 

But what's your contribution to life? 

Yo, either you with or ain't with it, if it ain't broke don't fix it 

Yo, what's your contribution to life? 

Yo, either you give or you take, make moves or you wait, yo 

But what's your contribution to life? Yo 

{You're about to witness three of the most common tales 

Of man, woman and human 

The difference between the three is that there is no difference 

Just other outcomes 

Listen and witness the common tales} 

Aye yo, my Momma and a nigga for life 

Love, carousel, cuss, yell and fight 

Seven nights a week 

No respect when they speak 

Disrespect between the sheets, the ends don't meet 

No rice beans or meat 

My Momma was the bread winner plus she had to cook us dinner 

My Daddy was a full time sinner 

Poppa was a stoner stay gone till November 

Off of that, gawk that made emack 

Like the Devil done took his soul and ain't given it back 

Remember that, when you play for the bless 

Speedy victory for the poor and the press 

I can't stand the stress, it's test and time press 

Up against my Momma and Daddy chest, I try to rest 

With no stretch of the mind, I can't find no peace of mind 

Within this family of mine, yo 

She got chips and you don't, that's bottom line 

Is this the way love goes? Hmm, let's rewind 

You really ain't paid, you clockin' minimum wage 

Now basically you a slave, your wife studies for days 

No money for much, just movies and such 

The way your two hands clutch, you know it's love not lust 

Now she's sick of the bus and using you as a crutch 

And on top of this stuff, she graduates in a month 

Damn, her new job got her clocking the dough 

Now she's buying new clothes, and takin' you to the show 

You feeling like you a ho, not knowing which way to go 

And ultimately you know, you ain't feeling her so 

You need to get up, get out and get something 

Your job ain't nothing, all these years you've just been frontin' 

That's the way she played ya, the talked in rager went back 

To your days of 

But she always said I'm out husslin' for food, kitchen indeed 

While this nigga spend his ends on booze, bitches and weed 

I thought that we'd agree, with two kids to feed 

That you would slow your own, but instead of switchin' your seed 

You slapped me, you can't attack me thinkin' I'm be happy 

In fact it's a packing and leave rapidly 

After we witness, no love between parents 

The father type that was once on the scene vanished 

Supreme bamish, the couples that match these 

Producin' generations of kids with latched keys 

Her daughter learned from Momma how to reject men 

Her son attracts women that don't respect men 

And then one parental provided can be the plan 

But no woman can truly teach a boy to be a man 

That's why I'm always telling these many pals of mine 

The most that you can spend on any child is time 

Look, we don't have all the answers 

We're victims also to the same situations 

But man plans and the Lord plans 

And the Lord is the best of planners 

So what's your contribution to life? 

Yo, either you a part of the problem or you a part of the solution 

What's your contribution to life? Yo 

So many people complain, always talk about change, yo 

But what's your contribution to life? 

Yo, either you with or ain't with it, if it ain't broke don't fix it 

Yo, what's your contribution to life? 

Yo, either you give or you take, make moves or you wait, yo 

But what's your contribution to life? Yo 

What's your contribution to life?