Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Work Ethic , by - Jehst. Song from the album Nuke Proof Suit, in the genre Иностранный рэп и хип-хопRelease date: 02.04.2011
Record label: YNR
Song language: English
Work Ethic |
| (See, my strategy when it comes down to |
| My work ethic |
| I mean it’s simple. |
| Just be the best) |
| I fall down but never fall-off |
| I’m fully committed to making a killing from this at all costs |
| I stopped signing no time to cotch |
| I sacrifice my life like Christ on the cross |
| This rhyme book is the bible |
| I’m searching for signs of betrayal in the eyes of a disciple |
| I decipher the puzzle of arrival |
| Analyse their weakness |
| Eight days a week I’ll be training for the title |
| King of the hill |
| You got beef don’t bring it to Bill |
| I’m just trying to smoke trees and chill |
| To the next grind date |
| Until you get your mind straight |
| Stay the fuck out my way |
| Because everybody got to get paid |
| While some will pull a gun out and spray |
| Better duck out the gate |
| Others exploit others |
| I exploit these skills |
| It’s all in a day’s work to avoid these bills |
| I build a joint and chill |
| As I finish the page |
| From staircase to stage to minimum wage |
| It’s okay |
| My work ethic is blood, sweat, tears; |
| years; |
| buds, beers |
| 24/7 trying to build careers |
| And we pay them bills when the cheque clears |
| My work ethic is strict, fair; |
| spit, tear; |
| kick, snare |
| If you grind for the coin in your pocket |
| And the notes in your wallet say 'Shit yeah'! |
| I never stop grafting |
| I’ve got the song blasting |
| And if you don’t understand |
| Then you’re not starving |
| I see the apple up in God’s garden |
| I’m telling Eve don’t believe no snake |
| She never got past him |
| The effects of that greed could be long-lasting |
| See I need to feed but there’s a wrong path and |
| There’s a right path… |
| A long hard road |
| You man are on a quick sketch like The Fast Show |
| It’s so tragic |
| You try taking a shortcut and get caught up in the heavy traffic |
| Steady static, no movement |
| You’ll be counting the hours for your own amusement |
| I’m in the house like home improvement |
| My album’s bound to blow like the fuse went |
| Because I put in the necessary grind, man |
| You’ve got a plan but it’s all in your mind, man |
| (You could learn a few things from my man) |
| He’s right man |
| There’s no such word as 'try', man |
| My work ethic is blood, sweat, tears; |
| years; |
| buds, beers |
| 24/7 trying to build careers |
| And we pay them bills when the cheque clears |
| My work ethic is strict, fair; |
| spit, tear; |
| kick, snare |
| If you grind for the coin in your pocket |
| And the notes in your wallet say, 'Shit yeah'! |
| My work ethic is blood, sweat, tears; |
| years; |
| buds, beers |
| If you grind for the coin in your pocket |
| And the notes in your wallet say 'We in here'! |
| My work ethic is cop, drop, shot |
| Dance floors burning hot |
| If you grind for the coin in your pocket |
| And the notes in your wallet everybody say 'it don’t stop'! |
| (My work ethic) |