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Whatchyassworth?
Five Fingers of Funk Lyrics
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Blood stains could frame your body leaving your name in vain
Now tell me what you did you live for more what did you give your
Precious last breath to fetch was it a bid for
Fame and fortune love and appreciation
Or did you die fighting for a brainwashed nation?
Hey son think it through before you get hurt
Whatcha worth boy?
Whatchyassworth?
People acting crazy major killings going on
And ain't nobody change 'cause of a song
But I've got to put my two cents in sinc when does the devil
Have your soul on lease taking it piece by piece?
I've tried to see why you wanna boil
Coke and baking soda wrapped up inside of tinfoil
You could roll like me and have a college degree
But I can't talk 'cause you're making all that cash money but see
I roll the streets without a fear and
Bullets will roll through you like beer and
Your warrants they ain't even clear I had to laugh
When the judge gave you a whole jail paragraph instead of a
Sentence they took your fingerprints and now you'r chillin'
As a number for the next ten summers
Now you've got a gang of time to think about your dirt
Look at your life and tell me what it's worth
Whatchyassworth?
Time is ticking away days drip through the hourglass
Build for a tomorrow borrow seconds see an hour pass
Our task is to follow a righteous path
And if you do so you know you might just last
Another day mother may I survive the block and
Not be the one to let a gun do my talking
Stalking the mic is how I like to put in work
Look at your life and tell me what it's wort
The song "Whatchyassworth?" by Five Fingers of Funk is a powerful commentary on the value of human life and what people are willing to do for fame, fortune, and their ideals. The lyrics ask listeners to reflect on the worth of their lives and what they are willing to do to achieve their goals. It implores people to think through their actions before they cause harm to themselves or others.
The first verse sets the tone for the rest of the song by describing the consequences of actions that are taken without careful consideration. The imagery of a burst of flames and blood stains framing a person's body highlights the finality of death and the legacy that they leave behind. The lyrics then ask what the person lived for and what they gave their life for, whether it was for fame, fortune, love, or fighting for a brainwashed nation. The chorus repeats the question "Whatchyassworth?" to encourage listeners to reflect on their own lives and actions.
The second verse focuses on the consequences of pursuing money and power at the expense of one's morality and well-being. The lyrics describe drug use and selling as a means of making money, but emphasize that there are other ways to be successful, such as getting a college degree. The chorus repeats, and the lyrics urge the listener to look at their own life to determine its worth.
Overall, the song encourages listeners to think before they act and to consider the worth of their lives and the impact of their actions on others.
Line by Line Meaning
Tell me what you're worth 'cause in a burst of flames
Express your true value because in a sudden tragedy, your identity could be lost
Blood stains could frame your body leaving your name in vain
Your legacy might end up being remembered for tragic loss of life
Now tell me what you did you live for more what did you give your precious last breath to fetch was it a bid for
What was the purpose of your life and last action? Was it for fame, fortune, love, appreciation or fighting for a cause?
People acting crazy major killings going on
There is so much senseless violence happening around us
And ain't nobody change 'cause of a song
Music might not be enough to change the world
But I've got to put my two cents in sinc when does the devil
I have to speak up, when has evil ever
Have your soul on lease taking it piece by piece?
taken over you in small portions
I've tried to see why you wanna boil
I've tried to understand why you want to cook
Coke and baking soda wrapped up inside of tinfoil
cocaine and baking soda wrapped in foil paper
You could roll like me and have a college degree
You could choose to go to school like me and get a degree
But I can't talk 'cause you're making all that cash money but see
I can't judge you because you are making a lot of money in your own way
I roll the streets without a fear and
I walk around the streets without being afraid
Bullets will roll through you like beer and
Bullets could pass through you easily
Your warrants they ain't even clear I had to laugh
Your criminal record is not even clear and it's amusing
When the judge gave you a whole jail paragraph instead of a
When the judge gave you a long prison sentence instead of a
Sentence they took your fingerprints and now you'r chillin'
They took your fingerprints and now you are serving time
As a number for the next ten summers
You are reduced to a number for the next ten years
Time is ticking away days drip through the hourglass
Time is fleeting, every day passes quickly
Build for a tomorrow borrow seconds see an hour pass
Invest in building a better future, time is scarce
Our task is to follow a righteous path
It's our responsibility to follow a moral and ethical path
And if you do so you know you might just last
If you do so, you know you'll have a better chance of lasting long
Another day mother may I survive the block and
Every day, I hope to survive the violent neighborhood
Not be the one to let a gun do my talking
I don't want to be a person who uses guns to speak
Stalking the mic is how I like to put in work
Performing on the microphone is how I like to work
Look at your life and tell me what it's worth
Reflect on your life and tell me its true value
Contributed by Lucy B. Suggest a correction in the comments below.