This week’s underground hip-hop quotable of the week is brokeMC’s Every Damn Day People, which is one of my favorite tracks from his new album “Seeing Things.” I like this track because of it’s infectious chorus and lyrically hitting verses. Click below to listen:

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And be sure to follow along with the lyrics after the break.

[Intro]
Don’t be afraid to smile/
Laughs should show don’t frown so much/
Look a brother in the eye/
Ain’t no need to act so tough/
Don’t be afraid to smile/
Laughs should show don’t frown so much/
Look a brother in the eye/
Ain’t no need to act so tough/

[Verse 1]
Where my people at?/
Beat freakers and heat seekers/
Revolutionary leaders, street sweepers and peace keepers/
Deep thinkers linking with similar beasts of burden/
Carrying knowledge like apple trees carry serpents/
These chariots of fire carry various desires/
That tear open my eyes like flares up in the night skies/
Finally aware of my position in these times/
To be a beacon of light keeping the feeling alive/

[Chorus]
All day every damn day/
Too much work and not enough play/
All day every damn day/
Trapped in a pattern to manage the dismay/

[Verse 2]
On the street in the sun I ride the beat and the drums/
While the people speed on I write and try to keep up/
It’s so easy to shrug off, freeze up and sleep on/
Go home, puff weed and turn the TV on/
But I be the type of freak to eat candy from strangers/
While most people don’t know their family from their neighbors/
Loved less and rapists so rough sex in cages/
Locked down like storm doors protecting the basement/
I’m a savage oasis bringing it back to the basics/
And cracking a case like Sherlock with my cannonball cadence/
Got a habit of making my mark scratching with car keys/
And trying to find a pulse in the Tin Man’s arteries/
These heartbeats speaking deep with truth and sharp beats/
On harpies plus barkeeps and carnies/
And if the carnage is high and I need some advice/
Just put my ear to your chest to get the meaning of life/

[Chorus]
All day every damn day/
Too much work and not enough play/
All day every damn day/
Trapped in a pattern to manage the dismay/

[Interlude]
To my people, people of the Earth/
Step a little closer, now show me where it hurts/
To my people, people of the planet/
We can bring it back but we gotta understand it/

[Chorus]
All day every damn day/
Too much work and not enough play/
All day every damn day/
Trapped in a pattern to manage the dismay/

[Verse 3]
I don’t think anybody really knows what it’s all about/
There’s no plot synopsis, some are real run down/
We’re just a bunch of tongue and cheek bumblebee drones/
Living as humble beings until the queen’s on the phone/
Then it’s talk a lot of nada trying to polish up your shine/
And bait the hook proper so she swallows all your lines/
A sugar mama’s good for all your criminal designs/
Just be sure to keep her eyes off all your dimes on the side/
Have the time of your life, enjoy the bumps and the grind/
Let the smoke from your lungs and slowly open your eyes/
There’s an ocean of lies trying to swallow and choke ya/
And a bunch of dopes trying to twist your gizzard in their ropes/
‘Cause they’ve given up their hope, now they’re grabbing at yours/
As if it had the answers they were clamoring for/
And it’s harder than ever just to remember how to feel/
But if we put our heads together maybe we can find what’s real/
[Chorus]
All day every damn day/
Too much work and not enough play/
All day every damn day/
Trapped in a pattern to manage the dismay/