Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Labor Pains, artist - Substantial. Album song Sacrifice, in the genre Иностранный рэп и хип-хоп
Date of issue: 07.01.2008
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: Substantial Art &
Song language: English
Labor Pains |
Tired of nine to fives in my case two to tens |
Refuse to choose methods that others use to win |
If my talent ain’t involved. |
Working got my head hurting |
To the point you couldn’t fix it with a quart of Tylenol |
No stranger to labor. |
On the whole, it’s pointless |
If in the end I haven’t been working toward my goals |
So I stay hunting for green like Lex Luthor |
So I can dead any beef I might have in the future with my super |
Man rent’s due! |
We’re on our last roll of toilet tissue |
Plus queen and I be having issues when doe’s tight |
Suddenly I’m less concerned with getting my flow right |
Restless barely caught a wink through the whole night |
Running on fumes could blackout in an instant |
On «E» with barely enough to finish this very sent… |
Tense muscles! |
Sometime I wonder |
Did blacks invent struggle ‘cause we know it well |
Rich in many things but I’m still broke as hell |
And what’s red and black without some greenbacks |
A fund less revolution is money the solution |
More money more problem more bills less truth |
More lies less you mobilize lets move |
And get that cheese for cats get me |
But I’m clever as Jerry so never you worry |
I’ll provide for fam long after I’m buried |
3 Months past benefits kick in |
6 months past and I feel like quitting |
Promotion after 9 a whole new beginning |
Made insane by these labor pains |
3 Months past benefits kick in |
6 months past and I feel like quitting |
Promotion after 9 a whole new beginning |
Made insane by these labor pains |
It’s like morning sickness when I wake up for work filled with ill will |
Wanting to murder my boss like Kill Bill |
The real feel what I’m saying ‘cause it’s realer talk |
Wishing I was still a little kid watching Silver Hawks |
Now that’s a distant memory now my days are spent |
At the bar during happy hour sipping hennesy |
Like it’s a remedy for these growing pains |
So insane but I hope for change |
Like homeless pan-handlers yall’d rather ignore me |
‘Cause hearing this song is like listening to your story |
It would be nice to retire at forty |
But my mom hasn’t and she’s over age sixty |
Probably do better if she wasn’t plagued with me |
But they say babies are a gift from God |
But they feel like a burden when shit gets hard |
Over due utilities I’m knowing you is feeling me |
These hard times are meant to be something you learn from |
So hard work essentially is something you should earn from |
Money don’t grow on trees but it leaves |
And even harder to get for underground MC’s |
It’s enough to make you hate breathing |
Working two or three jobs just to break even |
Labor pains is the reason why I ain’t sleeping |
Fuck sloppy seconds! |
Why can’t my people eat like they eating |
Even when we ain’t eating we always cooking |
Like Ope be telling me I’m hoping felonies |
Ain’t in my forecast because lack of my own |
Got me looking at your cash but I earn my shit |
And try to save something never burn my shit |
So we can cop homes a Brooklyn brownstone |
And maybe I’ll own land back in MD |
For whenever we need to escape the big city |
So let’s get busy and start our business |
We’ll succeed if our hearts are in it |
I’ll work for me and not for another |
To provide jobs for all of our brothers and queens ya’nahmeen |
3 Months past benefits kick in |
6 months past and I feel like quitting |
Promotion after 9 a whole new beginning |
Made insane by these labor pains |
3 Months past benefits kick in |
6 months past and I feel like quitting |
Promotion after 9 a whole new beginning |
Made insane by these labor pains |