| Sittin' 'bout a hundred stories up, like what the fuck?
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| And I’m just lookin' at it all
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| I’ll be right here in Los Angeles
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| Lookin' like a villain layin' low
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| Nothin' I can do but pack it all up
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| Goin' up, but shit, I feel the love
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| Spotlight on me and I’m feelin' so rare tonight
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| Actin' a fool and feelin' alive
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| I’m fuckin' flawless like I live in a vault
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| Only type of livin' I know
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| See if it was you you would’ve killed yourself by now
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| It takes a special kind of mothafucka to live like this
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| And they ask me how I do it
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| Mothafucka just take a look around
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| Best believe I’m in the buildin' I hear you mothafuckas talkin' and all that
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| but uh
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| No, no don’t mention me at all
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| Yeah comin' live and direct
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| And I know you feelin' some type of way about it, but uh
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| Watch your mouth, I dare your ass to say somethin'
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| I thought it was all good
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| But now you mothafuckas crossed the line
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| Kinda pissin' me off
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| All the fans and all the fame, and though I gave everything to this game
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| They still complain
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| Now what the fuck do y’all expect me to do?
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| There’s so much fuckin' pressure
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| There’s all this pressure
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| And it’s all in a day’s work
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| Work, hard
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| Workin' so hard
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| 365, hard work
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| It’s all in a day’s work
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| My whole life all I ever thought about was grindin'
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| Even though my surroundings only showed me crime and violence
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| That was back when a rapper needed guns way more than a stylus
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| And that was back when I felt like rappers was true mothafuckin' riders
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| Or even back in the day when I was a fuckin' youngster
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| Shit I was still sayin', «Fuck the police»
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| Born and raised in the belly of the beast
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| I had a dream that we was at peace
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| But I was so wrong. |
| so wrong
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| Y’all too wrapped up in the bullshit and bias
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| Now reality TV talks about pulpits and choirs
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| Some of these hoes give less than a fuck when they runnin' their life story by
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| us
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| It’s the worst when I’m in a hotel, like a Hilton sick and tired
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| Some of these housewives way too fuckin' desperate
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| These bitches thinkin' fame first
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| I can’t knock the hustle, it’s all in a day’s work
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| But that’s that shit with potential to make the game worse
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| Shit it’s just somethin' about that Hollywood curse
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| They just thirst
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| Hard times
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| I’m on my grind, fuck the part-time
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| Stay ready for war, I’m on the front line
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| I’m gettin' the feelin' like it’s all mine
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| It’s becoming the only feeling I know
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| Only type of livin' I know
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| Only type of livin' I know
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| Only type of livin' I know
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| Only type of livin' I know
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| Gonna go to work
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| We gotta work
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| We gotta work
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| Let’s get back to work
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| On the grind, back to work
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| Let’s work
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| Rich as fuck, but, guess what, I’m back to work
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| Overseas, back home, no time to sleep, I’m back to work
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| So many people that I love, they want my time but I got to work
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| Some of my friends don’t understand I got to work
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| Always talkin' 'bout bustin' the club but I’m like, «Fuck that I gotta work»
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| If you really wanna do it like this, shit you better get back to work
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| Back to work
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| Right back to work
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| Gotta get back to work
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| Shit, right back to work |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song All In A Day's Work , by - Dr. Dre. Song from the album Compton, in the genre Рэп и хип-хоп