Lyrics:
when I put in work,
Shit, you talkin' to a expert.
The tazmanian devil, black devil,
That devil you don't know, and don't wanna know.
'cause I'm kinda
And with all that in mind we still rolled the dice
Waiting for judgement of heaven
Then the wind increased and so she wallowed in the sea
We had all hands
lose so I choose to be a killa
So when you mention Syke they say, fuck that nigga
But I don't give a fuck I'm drivin' buckets,
stackin' duckets, tryna
fears aroused, Everywhere,
the human race could feel this supreme terror
The barbarian legions were the veil that
Death decided to throw upon mankind
No
It is your charity that I fear more than anything
That, in the name of a fleshly amity
You do not have mercy on me
For this is the reason I'll escape
cell and do some head spins
Don't forget kids, if you test us
You will drop like fall semesters
Watch the texans, beat the redskins
On the news that
We see the police
And train to kill the brain
Of the all terrain beast
Work done by street families
Make us and the state enemies
There's a way of life that most folks don't even know about
When the cotton crop fails and the garden dries up because of the drought
And your only
is the best excuse
We have
To squander all the time that we have remaining until God decides it's the end
Where the inevitable heat death
my Matilda all over.
Then in 1915 my country said "Son
It's time to stop rambling, there's work to be done"
And they gave me a tin hat and they gave me
the place
WORK is nothing but a diversion
Something you are supposed to do
According to the rules
Made up by who?
A long, long tome ago
A slow death tailored
found out that no one I blame can rearrange my circumstances I haven't been the same. I ran for so long when I was strong, but I can't any longer. Son I'm
yeah this is a dead lift
That genie inside of the bottle do dirt for the devil they sent us a death wish
Just points on a checklist
It's looking like
job works me to death with no pay
To realize that's not a life you wanted to live
Wished for a dream
Love and traveling
Both left wedged between
with your friends
Just don't rush by me
Kids never want summer to end
Will you stop time please
And I refuse to believe them
We'll make this work yeah
of attention
It's just a problem you need
Swing
Did you ever get that letter that I wrote you
Said I hope you feel better soon
Maybe by then we could
politics
I put in work while you pop your lips
I ride for this, a soldier in this bitch, nigga
You can tell G. W. Bush
That he need to get some head
death
I be rocking
When I kick it with these hoes
You know I gotta rock the boat
And work the middle until hurts a Little
She be busting down with a king
Can't stop shit
I just started living life shit
It's hardships that gon take me to the top bitch
Work too hard to be always over looked
They always say I
i survived the thunderstorm and the rain blood sweat and tear its a been through the pain my hearts stained by the chicks that he stabs
Just a boy but
Magi had a pen
And with it drew up worlds of fantasy
By the age of ten
She had a sense of worldly destiny
An empty book of life
Of which her colored
i was eightteen
my brother was twenty-one
one saturday evening
when all the work was done
we went down to the river,
had some trot lines to run
my
with no pay
Death is on the rise
I don't wanna work
I don't wanna give
I just need to fuck
Faster and faster
And over and over
And faster and faster
life of reason, is that what this was, oh Arkansas?
Somewhere a judge stretches himself out on fine tropical sand
I went back to work then took
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