Lyrics:
back there for a while
So I labor for hours 'cause I know the power of a song
When a song hits you right
Poured my soul into stories of life
Hopin'
geometry
Something wicked came to swallow me
All our rituals went wrong
(We wait for, we wait for
We wait for for something to labor for)
All a seance
お菓子の家で飢えてるのは誰
赤い糸で縫い閉じられたのは誰
私の中に閉じ込めた私
人間の扉を開いてごらん
白雪姫とFuckしたら
生まれてくる小人達
本能を否定するな
咲き乱れろ悪の華
go!go! let's go! into labor!!
go!go! let's go! into labor
to the floor
Fuckin' up your makeup (But he might, no)
No more tears down your face anymore
You're too pretty for this labor
And I don't wanna sleep anymore
I
favors
Look. Black girls don't owe you no labor
Black girls don't owe you no (labor, labor, labor)
Black girls don't owe you no
Black girls don't owe you
Run, baby, run
You've got so many things to do
Sleep while you can
Cause tomorrow will not feel new
Growing too fast
All this labor with no
Trying to keep me busy
Tussling and struggling
Still always remembering
When the going gets tough
That the labor of our love
Will reward us soon
Trying to keep me busy
Tussling and struggling
Still always remembering
When the going gets tuff
That the labor of our love
Will reward us soon
nique, nique it was good Saint Dominique
He lived for you and me
From his labors long ago
Came a better world, I know
And his love shall always be
can roll
In the neighborhood package store
Mixing the good with the bad
Which flavors of life's labor have you had?
In the neighborhood package
it don't matter whether I do labor fast or slow,
There's always more labor after."
She's real Catholic, see. She fingers her cross and she says
I'm a star Stogie T's a star
We are STARS
Slave labor, Skyscrapers, murder stories
Bullshit behind every burger sold
This what they feeding shorties
Write your own laws
play by your own rules
without labor you are nothing
without labor you have nothing
unpaid wages
underpaid workers
laughable
in mein' Bauch
Und 'ne Kugel im Lauf
Ich halte diesem Land jetzt den Spiegel vor
Unterschichten-Rap aus dem Amphetamin Labor
Durch Rap hab ich
Derrotar será mi labor
Recuperar mi nación
Con la sangre de mi cuerpo
Y un terror intenso
Vengo para arrebatar lo que no es suyo
Vengo de la tierra
Directo
pray to God, you ain’t stuck in your way
You ain’t stuck in your way, you better play the game
Or stay your lane, ‘cuz labor for days
I’m in it for
porches and swing life away
We get by just fine here on minimum wage
If love is a labor I’ll slave till the end
And I’ll run these streets if
You give me
of the season
My reason's gone, close of play
I just can't mix in all the clubs I know
Now Labor's in, I have no place to go
You're on a yacht near an island
his dream, a paradise, for he had seen
Pictures in magazines that told him so
California cotton fields
Where labor camps were filled with weary
and plow
And they're at the daily labor for the maid of the sweet brown knowe"
"If they're at their daily labor, kind sir, 't is not for me
I've heard
But, I got me so terrible long to go.
Heard a judge say, “Five years labor …
To the chain gang you got-a go.”
Heard
realize
Is really, really, really real
In Kingston town now
In Kingston town now
Walked up and down now
Looked at the ground now
You went in labor
takin' back
[Chorus]
We ain't stealin' we're just takin' back
Very simple plan of attack
It's our job and a labor of love
Take it home to the up
parole, no bail
Hard labor, fifty lashes
Hard labor, money splashes
It's hard to survive the pain of love
The old maid is roughing up
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