Lyrics:
Life will work out
How he turned out
Granddaddy tried to help him but he burnt out
He screamed "lazy"
Fuck I want you
Tried to get a job
Block
got me smokin' big weed wit yo baby mommie.
[Chorus]
40,
Y'all better our name ain't reefa,
Or I be hittin mo bank jobs than Latiffa,
Get
I hate my life
Hanging on by the edge of a knife
Go to work to fill my needs
But this job's got me on my knees saying please
Get me out of this
would work through the winter
For thirty a month and his board
I started to say where he might land a job
When a fellow came in through the door
everybody's vision duller
Muskets filled with paintballs give the world a shine
Then you get buried by the first president of all time
It's a battle, and also
hooping through loop holes
Working around shit
IRS should’ve had the townhouses surrounded
Thanks to the lawyers i marbled the foyer
I tore the floor up
and graphic grammar
My verbal murder strech from Alaska to Alabama
Get touched by my Arm and Hammer
All across the planet niggas crumble like granite
involved
Black man get on yo' job!
"Well clap your hands to what he's doing
On tempo Jack"
Let's go beat for beat, and rhymes for rhymes
(Put, all,
Uncle Ricky
Would you read us a bedtime story?
Please, huh? Please?
Alright, you kids get to bed
I'll get the story book
Y'all tucked in? (yeah)
of rules that he lives by day to day
If you ask for his advice, he'll more than likely say
If it's a fence, mend it, if it's a dollar bill, spend it
of rules that he lives by day to day
If you ask for his advice, he'll more than likely say
If it's a fence, mend it, if it's a dollar bill, spend it
along on tour
Just to have a good time
Or paying Calamity Jane five-thousand
Dollars to be heckled
By twenty thousand macho boys in Argentina
Or asking my
a normal job because
Well
He can’t read
He is the minstrel
He has three kids
All of them named Dave
Except for Sid
Today the minstrels continue to live on
No
you wait 'til the red sun goes down
I'll get it from the man in the mine, Lord, Lord
I'll get it from the man in the mine
I'll get it from the man in
sister
Cryin' cause she doesn't have a dress
Without a patch, for the party to go
Oh, but she knows, she'll get by
She is..Livin' In The Love
roof
Even once had a job pouring tar up on a roof
That boy had it hard no facade its the truth
So now when I Menage and get massaged its the proof
Proofs
Eye position get melted by hot shit, he felt it
road'll get you home (c'mon!)
If you see it in their eye when they try to lie
If you the bullet-hole-in-a-stop-sign kind
Then I'm right there wit'cha, put
Uncle Ricky
Would you read us a bedtime story?
Please, huh? Please?
Alright, you kids get to bed
I'll get the story book
Y'all tucked in? (yeah)
by Father Light
I can't keep up
So many jobs, so many rules
Filling my cup
Water is spilling
Through holes in the pool
Life out of dust
Turning from
tears from your little sister
Crying 'cause she don't have a dress without a patch in
For the party to go
Aw, but you know she'll get by 'cause she's
Crying 'cause she doesn't have a dress
Without a patch for the party to go
Oh but you know,she'll get by
She is living in the love of the common people
This is the ballad of the black gold
They call it Texas tea
But it's bigger than a cowboy with a lasso
It's deeper than a black hole
Create
an a-hole, AK holes
Think face blows
And understand I'm talkin' money by the case loads
Gun off safety, I'm in safe mode
I will hold court until the case
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