Lyrics:
was down
Then you won't be here when I'm up
Now the same one you looked over, be the same one that blew up
Ain't it funny how this life thing works
was down
Then you won't be here when I'm up
Now the same one you looked over, be the same one that blew up
Ain't it funny how this life thing works
throw me a float, then I'ma drown in the ocean
Come and take this work
Fuck around and be late to work
As the conversation fades let's play "you hang
and grandmothers work hard for nothing
And we still in this ghetto
So they end up in prisons
They end up in blood
They keep us uneducated
Sick and depressed
(They
yeah
Better than me
This I can't believe
When I come home
Tell me all about it
When I come home
Tell me all about it
I work all day
Earnin' my pay,
is why I work for the title, I gotta be an icon
My old man had dreams of putting nice, he rest in peace
A lil bit of him rest in me
Every time that
up busy bees
Stevie Wonder, play with keys
I told my plug, "Yadda mean"
That mean, "Come on, with them things"
I put the work 'cross seas
Feel
big to ignore
We work it out like business
It won't work anymore
I remember eyes that shine
As they looked so hard back into mine
Now it's just
things will work out just you wait and see
Oh it will, believe it will
See real life confrontations
Caused our vows to break
But I learned the word
makin' it twerk
'Magine me with the Kenmore stove
With the Pyrex goin' berserk
Show up in the khaki Dickies suit, with the Tims on like "I'm going to work
to the ballin' like Jeremy Lin
The Lambo no burnin', not makin' no sense (Lambo)
Pinky ring like I'm a pimp (pinky ring)
Work your hoe out like a gym (work her
nobody home but me, ow
Well, what's goin' on with the three of yous?
Come on, come on, make it snappy
Come on, come on, work out, work out
Go, babe,
If I work hard every day
For my money
If I work my finger down to the bone
That ain't funny
Now if I see
Something I can't buy
I put a dollar
I ain't gonna work on the railroad
I ain't gonna work on the farm
Lay down the shack 'til the mail train comes back
And I'll roll in my sweet baby's
Dancing needs a repetition to work
You feel lonesome don't you?
Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh
Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh
The light you seek
bang
Oo-chie wally wally, oo-chie bang bang
Oo-chie wally wally, oo-chie bang bang
Oo-chie wally wally
He really really really work my body
He
If I work hard every day
For my money
If I work my finger down to the bone
That ain't funny
Now if I see
Something I can't buy
I put a dollar
bang
Oo-chie wally wally, oo-chie bang bang
Oo-chie wally wally, oo-chie bang bang
Oo-chie wally wally
He really really really work my body
He
security guard go to sweating
Me now nigga drunk then a motherfucker threaten me now
She getting crunk in the club I mine she work
Then I like to see
the whole house running on the generator
No good food in my frigidator
Damn, and I'm late for work
Don't that sound bad
Horrible
No inspiration
No
Make 'em wish that they were not
On the outside looking bored.
Shine.
Let it shine before all men.
Let em see good works and then
Let em glorify
better work inside
But promise that you wont hurt me wit
(Here we go, here we go again)
Cause I ain't got time for lies
This time ain't lookin' (for
much drink a guy could hold
And I held my own
Learn to hold my own
Daddy works some dead-end job at the concrete plant
Mama taught the Sunday
of the things we believe
There's a whole lot of work we should roll up our sleeves
And we got a hold firm when fate's full like a sieve
Why doubt your plans cause
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