| The harder the work well the longer the day
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| Easy may come but it sure don’t stay
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| Trying to cope, boy I hope and I pray
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| Show me the way
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| The harder the work well the longer the day
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| Easy may come but it sure don’t stay
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| Trying to cope, boy, I hope and I pray
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| Somebody show me the way
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| I say hello to my people, hello to the day
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| I watch the world on wheels, hit the yellow and gray
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| The ones don’t work are the ones don’t eat
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| And once again, from the city where that sun don’t sleep
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| It’s time to get live because the terms is breached
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| Ride the wave like the world is a beach, learn more I teach
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| I was raised by N.W.A and stayed CA
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| All day, same story, different brief case
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| I’m nonchalant to others peddling weight
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| I got a purpose to serving up and settle my state
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| Been through it, all of it great
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| Put the ruler to the movement, all of it straight
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| Big fish? |
| Even calling them bait
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| One love, one dish, see 'em all on my plate
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| I’ll take the lady on a vacay, she call it a date
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| Now she calling in sick, now she calling in late
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| The harder the work well the longer the day
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| Easy may come but it sure don’t stay
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| Trying to cope, boy, I hope and I pray
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| Somebody show me the way, somebody show me the way
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| I’ve been through some pitfalls that knocked me down
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| Made it through close calls and lost some ground
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| It’s a hell of a price I pay
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| Somebody show me the way, somebody show me the way
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| The moon tagged the sun in, love to be alive
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| Feet hit the ground running, butterflies in my stomach
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| Like I’m anxious trying to get it, trying to learn a lot from it
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| On a planet in regression, in a loft at the summit
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| Air is much clearer, catch me on the high road
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| Some fight to live, others settle for survival
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| It’s your world, you can write the line you live your life on
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| It’s heavy but you’re strong, just hold on until that light dawns
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| It’s started now, pardon me we’re partying
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| Escalating, redefining the state of the art again
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| Celebrated, elevators open up to secret floors
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| Different rules and secret laws, from the roof you’ll see the stars
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| Only fear boredom in a world of raw materials
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| Excited by potential, inspired by adventure
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| Calculated circles, the circumference and the radius
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| The only cats that float without a float through the parade is us
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| The harder the work well the longer the day
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| Easy may come but it sure don’t stay
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| Trying to cope, boy, I hope and I pray
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| Somebody show me the way
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| Somebody show me the way, somebody show me the way
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| I’ve been through some pitfalls that knocked me down
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| Made it through close calls and lost some ground
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| It’s a hell of a price I pay
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| Somebody show me the way, somebody show me the way
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| It’s routine, by the beach I rise
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| First up, I hit the weed then I bleach my eyes
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| Then it’s to the drum machine to speak my mind
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| Tracks like fitted hats, pick a beat my size
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| Energizing, on the darkest streets I shine
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| Saw the light up on the mountain, to the peak I climbed
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| Breathtaking new perspectives on the life I grind
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| First tear of joy fell, looking like I’m crying
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| For a just a moment
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| The feeling of being content
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| Not needing a dollar or a cent
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| Smile for my mama cause she proud
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| The studio, my headphones loud
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| Bridge builders will connect these crowds
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| Dedicated on my honor you can check these vows
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| That’s purpose, power to make the powerful nervous
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| Hard work ain’t easy but easy usually ain’t worth it
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| They say
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| The harder the work well the longer the day
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| Easy may come but it sure don’t stay
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| Trying to cope, boy, I hope and I pray
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| Somebody show me the way, somebody show me the way
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| I’ve been through some pitfalls that knocked me down
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| Made it through close calls and lost some ground
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| It’s a hell of a price I pay
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| Somebody show me the way, somebody show me the way |