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To all of these favors I'm doing all your labor Now it's time to segregate You guys just made me wait In the point of no return Now it's your turn We need
pull it I encrypt each word with fire from the depths of hell To remind myself of where I refuse to stoop to From the little kid who never left the stoop
There's no going back Through hands of steel And heart of stone Our labor day Has come and gone Yeah you leave me holding on In Red Hill town See
There's no going back Through hands of steel And heart of stone Our labor day Has come and gone Yeah you leave me holding on In Red Hill town See
were so long You couldn't see to the back We were making steel They were made of stone Now our labor day has come and gone Yeah, you leave me
all night Her chicken finally flew the coup No more smoking on the stoop The early bird get the worm That's what I cock-a-doodle-do, bitch I'm tired
Whoever's not married by 25 is A sodomite living in sin, this is science Have an abortion and You're getting sentenced To slave labor in Egypt, okay, this is
the stoop They talk smoke, I got the lungs of Khalifa & Snoop Speaking the truth, the only thing I complete in the booth Plus I could show you the ropes
should You too would do what you loved if you could So please lemme do it my way Sitting on the stoop minding mine like its Friday Might as well smoke
Blazey the don I'm Tron, gold charm hanging off of my arm Fuck labor, I just bought me a baby, with straight paper Wrote a check to the mother before it
Yea I came from the stoop Got my money up Than I hop in a coupe And I leveled up Yea I'm on a new groove Yea your boy up I diddy bop in my shoes
that fadeaway Prayed for better days I'm rocking off white after Labor Day Fabricate the truth Right to my face It's best to stay away Came right off
eyes No husky It was about money and the ladies And if you cant tell lemme tell you Jabs no hooks baby Fruits of my labor produced When I go mangos
say I look disappointed cuz my hands in my face Rebuttal in prayers for the fruits of my labor I do it before saying grace Running it up to keep it
a sauna If you see the T I be the one on the corner Sittin' on a stoop jus' like I told ya before you can bring the beef but I'm a herbavore Rippin'
why a lot From the north (from the north) To the south (to the south) Im off like labor day and i hate to say But yo please can you shut your mouth
with signs and Portents for the soul More fraught with danger to the universe What gulfs between him and the seraphim! Slave of the wheel of labor, what
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