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