Somebody's Gotta Do It Lyrics - The Tipping Point - The Roots

Somebody's gotta be there when it gets ugly 

Somebody's gotta be there when it gets bloody 

Somebody's gotta get their hands dirty 

Yo, it's a fucked up job but somebody's gotta do it 

Somebody's gotta come up with a plan 

And be there when the shit hits the fan 

I hope ya'll out there understand 

Look man it's a fucked up job, but somebody's gotta do it 

Yeah ya'll, ideal for a lyrical perfectionist 

Raw, that's what every soldier in my collective is 

Thought, control level is that of a gold medalist 

My level headedness make it come off so effortless 

The rebel is a opposite extreme of devilish 

Back setting it with the answer to your deficit 

My track record is hot shit, consecutive 

Smug, I got game just like a record executive 

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A kiss to the feminine girls loving a gentlemen 

A genius slash gangsta with a skill for swindling 

Bet on black, bet these cats that's all gelatin 

Will fall back spittin' them raps that's unintelligent 

Raps that cap, rabid rattlin' out the gattlin' 

Crippling rhymes whistlin' past, blow you back in 

Smellin' your blood now I'm huntin' 

Blowin' your front in for frontin' what up cousin? 

Oh, now it's nothin' 

Yo, you can't go beyond a point of no returning 

I flip like my name Turner 

That's for certain nigga, Ted Turner, Nat Turner, nigga Ike Turner 

The raw sojourner for truth, the mic burner, yeah 

Somebody's gotta be there when it gets ugly 

Somebody's gotta be there when it gets bloody 

Somebody's gotta get their hands dirty 

Yo, it's a fucked up job but somebody's gotta do it 

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Somebody's gotta come up with a plan 

And be there when the shit hits the fan 

I hope ya'll out there understand 

Look man it's a fucked up job, but somebody's gotta do it 

Mic malevolence defies violence I inherited 

Others just rentin' it like rooms at the Sheraton 

I gotta jones like Vanessa in the devil in 

And y'all cold like a show in the Netherlands 

Cold shoulders and frozen aortic valves 

So I don't form pals, conform to norms, morals different 

Gifted, use it to shift shit 

A mutant shape shifter when I spit it I'm liquid 

You could lick a million shots at the character of the body shell 

They'll just richochette nigga aura's hard as hell 

Before there was ain't hard to tell 

The mic's cycle coincided right with mine as well 

Since a minor I walked with the spine upstraight 

I learned to rhyme to feed the dinner plate 

I scraped barrel, even dined up on wine and steaks 

'Cuz in the bone same marrow that apartheid chased 

The narrow margin with the haves and the have nots 

Will get smaller as I approach, so watch your stash box 

Fox logo if your fave is local 

Get bruised till you're the color of the Laker's logo, this is work niggas 

Somebody's gotta be there when it gets ugly 

Somebody's gotta be there when it gets bloody 

Somebody's gotta get their hands dirty 

Yo, it's a fucked up job but somebody's gotta do it 

Somebody's gotta come up with a plan 

And be there when the shit hits the fan 

I hope ya'll out there understand 

Look man it's a fucked up job, but somebody's gotta do it 

I made it, ain't nobody believe in me 

But this rap game is like selling coke legally 

Ain't no innovations, that takes concentration 

Nigga's celebrating not knowing the time they wasting 

Killin' mics is one of my aesthetics 

Rip very live so I'm an entertainer like Cedric 

Shit they play on radio's now give me a headache 

Can't slow me down I know where I'm headed 

The profit on kill if you let it nigga's feeling energetic 

Wanna rumble, guns will come out here come the paramedics 

I'm just trying to live like I've Devin tired of my people failin' 

We all sin, the devil, what did I tell 'em 

Somebody gotta get their hands dirty and shoes muddy 

I see things vividly, ya'll vision is blurry 

Even if you hate, through my music you gone love 

Everybody with me and they was with me when it was ugly 

Somebody's gotta be there when it gets ugly 

Somebody's gotta be there when it gets bloody 

Somebody's gotta get their hands dirty 

Yo, it's a fucked up job but somebody's gotta do it 

Somebody's gotta come up with a plan 

And be there when the shit hits the fan 

I hope ya'll out there understand 

Look man it's a fucked up job, but somebody's gotta do it