Pleasing People Songtext
von Bushman

Woah, well, child, woah, woah, woah
Woah, woah, woah, well, well, well

See, my life is not for I and just myself
I live my life pleasing everyone else, displeasing myself
Everyday as I go along the way
Tell me what the heck does it pay
I flee from captive, but I never run away
Among the ghetto youths, that′s where I stay
Teaching them the way of life just to guide them day by day
And make them know fi woah fi Babylon no pay

I live my life going through the streets
Blabbering with everyone that I meet
To see if I could be of solution to their problems

Pleasing people is so hard to do (Hard to do)
Pleasing people is so hard to do (Hard to do)


They take my kindness for weakness
But now I'm not around, they find me wanting
What more can I do? Good friends are so few
But Rastafari always see me through
Me know some fool, dem come and talk ′bout say me boss
And in dem heart, dem get so bad mind and corrupt (Hey)
Bad mind hug dem up, arms and gloves dem up
Fi dig dem in, di trees shoot up and dem stomp up (Yes)

I live my life going through the streets
Blabbering with everyone that I meet
To see if I could be of solution to their problems

Pleasing people is so hard to do (Hard to do)
I'mma try to please people
They're so very, very hard to please (Hard to do)

Woah, well, well, well, well
Woah, woah, woah, well, well, well

The reason people are so unpredictable
Even your family will turn against you
I′ve seen it time and time again
Many great men meet their end
By trying hard to please their fellow men
No matter what I do, it′s never good enough
And onto many I would never give my trust (Hey)
They're so hard to please and it makes me grieve
The incentive that I gain for all my deeds


I live my life going through the streets
Blabbering with everyone that I meet
To see if I could be of solution, woah, woah

Pleasing people is so hard to do (Hard to do)
I′mma try to please people
They're so very, very hard to please (Hard to do)

Woah, well, well, well
Woah, woah, woah, well, well, well

Pleasing people is so hard to do (Hard to do)
I′mma try to please people
It's so hard to do (Hard to do)

I say, my life is not for I and just myself
I live my life pleasing everyone else, displeasing myself
Everyday as I go along the way
Tell me what the heck does it pay
I flee from captive, but I never run away
Amongst the ghetto youths, that′s where I stay
Teaching them the way of life just to guide them day by day
And make them know fi woah fi Babylon no pay

I live my life going through the streets
Blabbering with everyone that I meet
To see if I could be of solution to their problems

I'mma try to please people
I'mma try to please people
I′mma try to please people
I′mma try to please people