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step on an empty road
Took a chance in hell just to share the load
Now I'm all tied up and I count by twos
If I could find myself I'd have something

And I'll be in the papers,
And having sex with strangers,
But now I'm getting by,
On Lidl shepherd's pie,
And it tastes like shit.

Haven't got a job

or am I the only one?

Is it me or am I the only one?
Who gets so bogged down by reality
What's the point of even having fun
If I have to work this stupid

Any Given Sunday

Guru

Any Given Sunday [Music from the Motion Picture]

2000

to be just a commodity
I'm smarter G
This is my life, and my soul not just a job to me
It's the truest part of me
Fans now mobbing me
Fake friends

It was summer of '13
So stuck in between
My job and a girlfriend
No more could I pretend
In spite of all I'd got
It still wasn't enough
I knew where

you're going in the right direction then by all means go for it
Fuck this job
Fuck these eggs
Fuck this shit

Ya made me nervous, slim!

I left for two months
Came back
Rolling my own cigarettes
Intoxicated by the bleach on my head
The submarine pen's

bind me
To a predetermined death
By a wretched society
Set forth to action
While my dreams are left behind me

Put my life on pause
For someone else's

LAST MAN STANDING

Years gone by, everybody has given up
Broken dreams, they are all around
Fallen fighters, they fill this land
And here I am, all

the Gods
Patrolled by the Ferryman
Charon Charon
Deathly still and running cold
Charon Charon
Collecting and watching is the job of the Ferryman
Charon

Engañándome
pero es que ya yo te Ame
How did sleeping on me, change to wanting to sleep with me?
Funny how you pulled 360
Time capsule on this beat
You hate

Another morning at the grind
Chopping, slopping, my throbbing mind
When did I get this fucking job, anyway?

Ah yes now there we go and now at last

Dead Eyes Opened

Severed Heads

Since the Accident

1983

By strange coincidence, a thunderstorm had been brewing, 
When Mahon doing his grisly work at the bungalow, 
Was dealing with the most grisly job

Going Hard

Talib Kweli

The Beautiful Struggle [Clean]

2004

afford to buy
Cars they can't afford to drive, working jobs that don't support their life
You busy screaming gangsta gangsta all that talk is trif'
You

and getting laid
Beats getting jobs and getting paid
Life's too short to share regrets
So share the beers and the cigarettes
Because we live for nights like

produced by David Banner
And we wanna talk to you a
Little something like this babygirl dig this
I've been watchin' your body since
You walked in the party

Bob the builder couldn't help me with this
Hammer and nails sticking by the walls
Wind and lightning like King Zeus
I went and paid all my dues
Singing

Rise up from the ashes
The machines take control
AI revolution
We're left losing our souls
No more jobs for the workers
Just factories run on code

heard
Jesus piece on my neck
Flooded on the third

I'm out here in AP
Around the 863
I catch suckas
Watch em do a 360

My born place was made in queens
It

And This We Call Crime

Fischer-Z

Kamikaze Shirt

1993

Got no reason to go to bed
The jobs are gone and the town is dead
Something nasty is in my head
You have to swing by your safety belt
Give me your keys

It took me by surprise
The journey in your eyes
Since I've been gone
Your hair grew out, found a new job
And you learned how to breathe again
Now

Fuckin' Up The Count

Freddie Gibbs

Shadow of a Doubt

2015

Rollie face I'm 'bout to cop a Audemar
Top down on a bitch when I ride by, I feel like fuck the law
Got diamonds in my Rollie face I'm 'bout to cop

The sun was setting over the lagoon
Our story goes through with Billy the goon
There's one eye Willie and Mackie the Crook
And it ain't going down by

could make it on my own 
If only fear could be a job 
I'd make the money by the lot 
Cashing in all of my heart attacks To make the money stacks 
So I