Lyrics Kool & The Gang – Crabs In A Barrel

My Father died when I was ten
But Mother never spent much time with him
‘Cause Papa was a rollin’ stone
He left eight girls and three boys

Now I’m a professional
The girls are all doing wonderful
We fought our way from poverty
Bought Mom a house on the hill
So she could have a better place to live
Pay back for the life she’s given me

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Some people in the neighborhood
Say that we think we’re too good
‘Cause we found a better way
They say that we sold out
From the ghetto we got out
Why people — do you treat us this way?

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We’re just like —
Crabs in a Barrel — we’re the same
Try to get out — they pull you back again
Like crabs in a barrel — hear what I say
It’s dog eat dog —
Gotta know how to play the game

There’s a child prodigy, gifted from infancy
Greatness was his destiny
He studied hard, played no ball
At seven years played Carnegie Hall,

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