Lyrics:
like it’s ebola, vehemently supports how unfeminist she is by stating how she will never pay for dinner.
• Feminist: a less obvious way for men to get
try to hide it
Come close so we won't know
If it's your blood or mine
I'll be here holding on as statue
I'll be a sculpture by your side
It means
of serfdom
The lands that we plant, teel, and cultivate
Are owned by the ruling class who worsen
They treat us as less though our hard work
Keeps their belly's
the Den
This where the boys turn into men, nah
We can't be friends
'Cause we is a fam', we makin' ammends
That is a lesson learned
But we know the blessings
by on a regular day
But now walking out on our commitments are easier
Than putting in the work it takes
Okay
I could talk about this constant debate
Illmatic
Then I saw Kanye's hanging from his gold necklace
Then Ye gave me mine, that show you my work ethic
Mom had that hooptie that she ran in the dirt
Now the party didn't start till I walked in
And I probably won't leave until the thing ends
But in the mean time, the in between time
If you work
The boi get for blow before ei want die
A work hard work hard everyday for night
But camair men them nova still feel my vibe
Weti man get for do before
Big bruh toting a switch said he standing on business
You ain't never gon' learn you don't sit down and listen
He keep saying he having the men bouta
A work wit a plus sign
She the type men and women wanna come by
Communication like no other when we tongue tied
When I gechu to myself Imma work sumn
Bruk
that ain't hard too see
But you must have been fooled again by your friends across the sea
And maybe you were fooled again by your people here at home
that ain't hard too see
But you must have been fooled again by your friends across the sea
And maybe you were fooled again by your people here at home
yourself up,
Dust yourself off,
Start all over again.
Work like a soul inspired,
Till the battle of the day is won.
You may be sick and tired,
But
yourself up,
Dust yourself off,
Start all over again.
Work like a soul inspired,
Till the battle of the day is won.
You may be sick and tired,
But
Greed has poisoned men's souls
"Sinatra" "Sinatra shot ya, goddamn you"
"Is this what you want?" "Logic"
"You are watching a master at work"
"You have
the whole world, of Thy praises may sound
And as for Thy riches they pass all men's thought
The praise of the Lord, for ever shall last
Who may in His works
till the day was through
Doing the work the hueros wouldn't do.
Word was out some men in from Sinaloa were looking for some hands
Well, deep in
But I'm down by law and I know my way around
Too much, too many people, too much (aha-ha)
Too much, too many people, too much, Raaah!
A castle
your neck work,
now freeze.
here come the men in black,
galaxy defenders.
here come the men in black.
they won't let you remember, no.
alright check
vrickade människorna i staden
Work hard play hard men gör inget av det
Kör då säg nåt o se vart det tar dig
Det kan ge dig chanser du kanske får ha det
Som
Story by Pete Seeger
traditional African music arranged by Rev. HCN Williams and JN Maselwa
Chorus:
Abiyoyo, Abiyoyo, Abiyoyo, Abiyoyo
Abiyoyo,
Never Give Up - Chris Tsuanna
Composed by : Chris Tsuanna
Lyrics by: Chris Tsuanna/Julia Skils / Reine Sarina / Allen Jules
Produced by : Master
it right back
I work for myself not men in black
This culture is plagued by grown ass men
But ain’t grown ass men just dudes with pens
Fuck a pen
Shocking
I seen young men laid in coffins
Just like flies, man are dropping
Could've been dead by now, it's shocking
I see everybody scheming, snaking
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