Lyrics:
that
When she coming, girl you know you had to come back
Come back like compact laser
Hit you up, I got that flavor
Cut 'em off like contract labor
Cut
for love
So much for love
Just kiss it off the moment
You decide you've had it enough
So much for love, huh-huh.
I got a contract to protect my labor
I
pay
There must be a better way, so now
It’s time to form an emotional labor union
It’s time to form an emotional labor union
Your mom has a birthday,
niggas, cause they locked up in the chambers
My mama told me, gotta work, I hit up on the labors
I don't sign no contract, keep your label, it don't work
don't get the contracts to make money off 'em afterwards!
We don't get weapons contracts, nigga!
We don't get cheap labor for our companies, nigga!
We
and ain't got nothin' going?)
Black drum, rhythm, Black savage
Black labor on the Black Sabbath
Their great is the Black average
Imitatin' all our Black
don't get the contracts to make money off 'em afterwards!
We don't get weapons contracts, nigga!
We don't get cheap labor for our companies, nigga!
We
me a show under contract to do that night
I got a call from my girl's people saying she in labor in the hospital right now
9th floor. I get
Games People Play
Sittin' on a garbage can, rhymin' to my man
Talkin' bout big money and future plans
I always told the brothers, if I got a contract
Dear Mister Editor, if you choose
Please send me a copy of the labor news
I've got a son in the infantry
And he'd be mighty glad to see
That someone,
labor
So if stars won a war, I made daddy like Darth Vader
And since I'm always high, it's kind of hard to overlook me
For over a hundred stacks, it's
because in my contract there's a clause
That says "It's my job to worried half to death
And that's the thing people respect in me
It's a job but without
tryin' to do me somethin'
I'm ballin' cause my rhyme done threw me something
Hard labor, and hard times
After hard rhymes
Glad I ain't got the glock no
They're working in your servicin'
And I hope that you'll hold me to that contract
For a kiss that could bring the fire back
Once I finally finish all my
All
Pillars of Hercules
Moon sailor, on my worst behavior
sinner and savior, slave to love, it's s time to labor
Galvanize the hormones, two souls in
And the solution of certain tasks via the Internet
Completely, remotely
Without concluding a long-term contract with the employer
Most often there are no employees
Rap Battle! King Dice!
Versus! Oogie Boogie!
Begin!
Straight out Inkwell Isle
Now I'll use my ink well
Contracts ain't the only pen
Game the King
shattered
And when the day turns night, souls get bruised and battered.
Cheap labor for a favor from your cotton picking neighbor,
Got to work your ass
And the contract Jewish, to match a grind that's foolish
A Quran that's Buddhist
Rappin' so Mike Caren and Denaun stack moolah
As I sign on the dotted line with
shattered
And when the day turns night, souls get bruised and battered.
Cheap labor for a favor from your cotton picking neighbor,
Got to work your ass
newspapers that pushed your album back
But it wouldn't have come out quicker if you induced labor
If you said something doper, I'd probably quote ya
But
Yo Yo
C-Lance on the beat
Me Homage on the track
Yo
Social Contract what yo
Yo I think there's something wrong when you're spittin' your songs
I
Testing properties in space with DaVinci and Socrates
Difficulties strengthen the mind as labor does the body
You fuck with the truth hardly
High
comes to contracts hmm
They went dyslexic
Plus you a junkie
They feed you lean and pills
For breakfast
Combined with ya 3rd grade education
And you
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