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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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