I Got Joy
[Verse 1]
Money stay low
Rock second hand clothes
And I’m dippin’ in a whip bout 20 years
Wear the same shoes ‘till them boys got holes
5 years deep tryin’ slang these poems
Still ain't got the cheese just to make these hits
Had to run Kickstarter for “A Time Like This”
Momma said
*Boy why you beggin for bread
Need to quit
Need to quit it and get you a real gig*
Very next week went to spit some poetry
At open mic at Fox Coffee in Long Beach
A sister said
*Brotha, ya poetry changed me*
A brotha said
*Brotha you speaking my story
Molested by a priest when I was a lil boy
Freakshow gonna help me to grow and move forward*
Sold a couple discs made a few pesos
But I’m feelin like I’m swimmin’ in Oprah Queso
Everybody get it when I drop a new jawn
Free download at my name dot com
I don’t want ya money
I just wanna give life
‘Cause I got da joy dat money cannot buy
[Chorus]
I Got joy
Got joy
Got joy dat da money can’t buy
I Got joy
Got joy
Got joy dat da money can’t buy
I got joy
Got joy
Got joy dat da money can’t buy
I got joy
Got joy
Got joy dat da money
Joy dat da money can’t buy

[Verse 2]
I’m the brokest one of all of my squad
But I’m happy as can be and they be hatin’ they jobs
Got a salary and benefits a car and a dog
Feelin hollow but they followed all the wisdom they got
Gotta go into debt if you ever wanna be rich
Don’t think about it just listen I’m tellin you what it is
Went to college had to borrows from the capitalists
Now instead of dreaming big they worried bout pay checks
To pay off they school debt then pick up a mortgage
Making them six figs but feel like some poor kids
Cause they livin’ on the edge of they means
But life is more than comfort and havin’ some nice things
Lord I’m a good man
But my soul lean
Life so bland
What does all this mean?
Follow God give your wealth to the poor
Bet you walk away sad, you don’t want this joy
[Chorus]
I Got joy
Got joy
Got joy dat da money can’t buy
I got joy
Got joy
Got joy dat da money can’t buy
I got joy
Got joy
Got joy dat da money can’t buy
I got joy
Got joy
Got joy dat da money
Joy dat da money can’t buy

[Verse 3]
Been broke
But we neva lose hope
Singin' bout joy since whips and lynch ropes
Eyes on the prize since days of Jim Crow
Remixed our pain to Blues and Gospel
Faith in the Christ who favors poor folks
Ears to the cries that rise from ghettos
Not many wise or wealthy get chose
God gives the light to despised and low
Poor find pride and the proud humbled
Weak made strong and the shy made bold
Joy so full everybody wanna know
Where it come from so we gotta let ‘em know
[Chorus]
We got joy
Got joy
Got joy dat da money can’t buy
We got joy
Got joy
Got joy dat da money can’t buy
We got joy
Got joy
Got joy dat da money can’t buy
We got joy
Got joy
Got joy from Da Lord
Joy from Da Lord on high