Begging You

Put your loving hand out

Baby

Listen, Logical

I'm begging

One, two, one, two

Three, four, three, four

One, two, three, four

Let's go!

(Begging) Begging!

Put your loving hand out, baby

I'm beggin', beggin' you

Listen, let me explain it

Put your loving hand out, baby

I wanna talk to all the baby moms

Who think they're big when they babies come

But the fact is that you got pregnant

So the council could get you out of the slums

I wanna talk to all the baby fathers

Don't blame the youth, or blame your partners

'Cause you slept with a lady and made your little babies

So take care of what comes after

I wanna talk to all the gangbangers

The fake Jeezy's, the fake Santana's

See, your name ain't Weezy, you're not greasy

Go home, learn some manners

I wanna talk to the teachers in schools

See, what is it that you're teaching the youths?

The young ones aren't idiots

No syllabus, fix up, stop hiding the truth

Listen, I'm beggin'

(Begging) Begging!

You see, just put your lovin', put your lovin', put your hand out

Put your loving hand out, baby

(Begging) Begging you

Give a little bit back, yeah? Listen

Put your loving hand out, baby

Listen, okay

I wanna talk to the men of religion

Religion is part of a system, listen

You see, I pray how I like, music

And a mic, pages in the Bible are missing

I wanna talk to all the politicians

Let me in that house that you preach in

See, I'll talk for the street, the people I see

Tell youths to fix up our conditions

I wanna talk to all the journalists

The media who promote the murderers (Yeah, fuck off)

The news shows that I hate, same stuff everyday

They repeating cases, never heard it

I wanna talk to all the rap stars

Yeah, do you know how rap did start? (Do you know?)

'Cause I'm sure that you do but in your bars

It's all about you, you, you and your fast cars

(Begging) Begging!

Put your loving hand out, baby

(Begging) Begging you

Put your loving hand out, baby

Listen

I wanna talk to all the millionaires

Sit down, look, I got an idea

If you all put a little bit of money together

Then you can make poverty disappear

I wanna talk to the football lads

Stop spending all your money on WAGS

Save up, some money is a demon

Give a bit back to who needs it bad

The starving kids with no moms or dads

Kids in the factory making bags

Kids in the war right now with guns

Yeah, you see don't nothin' ever get done

So now, I wanna talk to all the world leaders

Fix up if you really wanna lead us

'Cause we know how it goes

No tax, no dough, bottom line is that you do need us

(Begging) Begging!

We know that you need us

'Cause without people, there's no economy

Put your loving hand out, baby

If there's no economy, there's no money

There's no money, there's no balance

There's no balance, there's no power

So we know that the big people need

All the little people walking around, doing all the messy work for you, innit

Listen

But what I'm doing with this track

I'm begging all the people in charge

The rich people, and the people with power and money

Make a change

Riding high when I was king

Played it hard and fast 'cause I had everything

Walked away, won me then

But easy come and easy go, and it would end

(Begging) I'm begging you

Won't you give your hand out?