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After a tiring day of work
enduring the demands of an evil boss
 I just wanna hit a bar and have a cold one
After a tiring day of slavery 
Enduring

pinching - it works for a few days
waiting for that day to come when I head to the railway

Yeah, my thighs are fucking ugly
Sometimes I wish I would be

Tommy was a brawler in the Penny Picture Show
Fighting cardboard cutouts, saving women made of straw
Every day at work he'd throw his fists

the starters, pour my gin with some lemonade
Forget about the work we do every day
Daniel with the jack, come along with all the heavyweight
Money in the air,

and there's only you and me
We'll do that thing that comes so naturally

Days at work in that hot Summer sun, sweating it out in the heat of the noon
Evenings

up
Look at things different
See the bigger picture

Those were the days
Hard work forever pays
Now I'll see you 
In a better place


How can we cannot

She grinds her teeth to bits
Rinse out her bloody mouth
You know she's sick of someone
She's advertising it
She used to sleep all day
I like to do

vent to these niggas I vent Through the music
Yeah I'm ready I been ready
Two arms up yeah bitch that's Pressure
Said she had a long day at work
Now I'm

name, I be quick to holler Ray Ray
He be quick to spend it on me, he don't do this shit for play play
Coochie pinky I'ma make a nigga work for it like day

girls getting too wasted
Don't tell and they won't say shit
New job and she on the day shift
Work hard but she won't make rent Takes trips but she can't

gon get this work
Even on off days
Off days never exist,
I'm going full throttle,
No auto,
Tell me if I can be the man
By tomorrow,
See I'm blasting,

broom and sweep up my yard. 
You better brush it good or we could fall apart. 

Don't give me no shortcut thing you have all day and night. 
I had

there are yet four months
Lift up your eyes, look at the fields all white!"

"So I must
I must work the works of Him that sent Me
While it is day

there are yet four months
Lift up your eyes, look at the fields all white!

So I must
I must work the works of Him that sent Me
While it is day!
The night

shit
But I was off this perry mason bout to act like jason
It was friday the 13th, my day to work meat
A pack of blacks, and a half a 20 sac of the thai

She's Taken a Shine

John Berry

Faces

1996

They all missed the gem, a diamond within
She's taken a shine
Rosie hardly ever missed a bit of work 
Never took vacation days 
Home, or the diner,

Money, Pt. 1

Jelleestone

Nocturnal Rendez Vous

2002

and the lay-lay
Mek ya know bluntly seh well den, when I work I must get pay
Like every day, broke niggas get no say
In the streets with no loot, might as well

snowball 
Not getting cocky cuz I know I'm not the best 
Imma keep stickin to it put in that work at VMS 
All those days we spent out there yeah we never got

his life, just like a work of art

From the days when he was a youth
He gave his whole life just to pursue the truth
And left all that he'd known behind

Uh, yeah
Every other day these bitches come knocking
Lay on the bed
Let them be dominant
Then they go down
Then gimme that topping
Uh, uh

You know that

of green paper with dead presidents
And I've been papered up ever since, cuz of my hustle
HARD WORK PAYS! HARD WORK PAYS
Them long hard days of hitting

I swear ima be more than this 
No days off put work in I get it in
They say i'm getting cocky and I think that i'm the shit
I'm just riding through

keep putting work like it's my last day on earth
Bro, I got money on my mind but I don't have access to get it
Turn a penny to a thousand, now I check

think one day we could work it all out