Agony is the key to a happy life You can't know joy if you don't know strife There's no good or bad by itself You can't have poverty if there is no wealth My dad is an optimistic man My dad is an optimistic man (Everybody's gonna wanna dis you)
They build you up, and they'll break you down But you're stronger for the next time they come around They'll smile in your face and they'll give you praise And they'll try to destroy you in a thousand different ways 'Cuz with every bad, there's a little good And with every good there's a little bad So you're gonna get happy and you're gonna get sad But keep movin' on like my dear old dad
Cuz, agony is the key to a happy life There's no Tribe Called Quest if there is no fife Agony is the key to a happy life I like my ice cream straight and I like it fried
In actuality, I mean in reality The words that I speak are mere hypotheses Pure agony might not be what it's about But comparisons of one state to another Agony might be more than I can claim I have no pure joy and I have no pain I know a person you can ask who's known agony A grandmaster on the mic, Percy Carey With hearty laughter from my heart and tears pouring from my sockets I pass the mic along, Grimm Reaper rock it
[MF Grimm] Thanks Nate. Hello America Hundred of years, Hell's been America Auctioned off, Sold like EBAY Told to be a good boy, Listen to what they say Don't get smart boy, life will be easy. Try to run boy, the dogs get angry Pick that cotton in the field, be happy What you say to me you nappy head little nigga, talkin back. String 'em up good, then we whip off the black Speed time up, meanwhile tell some facts Power to the people, naw, Nixon killed that I was pimpin all the women, yeah bitches gettin smacked Speed up time, whole nation on crack Drug wars in ghetto, dealers kidnap Ransom not paid. Found all hacked. Hip-Hop daisy age. Peace knapsacks. Now we in the dizzy age, gangsta rap Everyone is strapped in the street bustin caps Someone come save us, please cuz we're trapped Goodbye America