| Now everybody used to tell me, «Go to school.»
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| Down what I was doing and treat me like a fool
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| I’ve always been a cool cat even when I had no friends
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| You see I dreaded in the F and lived it up on the weekends
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| I wasn’t freakin' them Thursday nights, right
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| Had to get up in the mornin'
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| No time for night life
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| Full schedule of classes and work after that
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| Used to jerk on my dick cause I had no time to mack
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| I knew I couldn’t be a college MC
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| Man, I want this world and knowledge in me
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| And that starts today
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| Mark the way, I say my words in a text book
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| I can write an essay but if you gave me less than an A…
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| You weren’t fuckin' with the way that I think
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| I’d rather travel the globe then study to be a shrink
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| Or a lawyer or a doctor, man that’s proper but it’s not me
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| I got to be
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| Chillin' in my spot free of stress
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| I see the best road and I’ma take it
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| Make it easy to succeed cause I got something you need
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| Time to get my shit straight
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| Write my poems
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| No bustle in my hustle, just muscle in my dome
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| Foamin' at the mouth in front of mics for bein' hype
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| I used to say I was a rapper and they try to take me light
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| Weight/wait, I drop heavy shit
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| Always ever ready with the verse to kick in any situation
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| And if you tastin' delicacy
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| Man there no way else to call it
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| All it takes is time, money, love, friends, drive, gab, connections
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| Direction, focus, luck, skill, soul, style, image, sales and more mail
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| And now every day’s a Saturday my friend
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| I go to sleep wake up and yo it’s Saturday again
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| I say every day’s a Saturday my friend
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| I go to sleep wake up and yo it’s Saturday again
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| And now every day’s a Saturday my friend
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| I go to sleep wake up and yo it’s Saturday again
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| And now every day’s a Saturday again
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| Every day’s a Saturday
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| (What do we do?)
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| We hit Hawaii in the winter
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| Who’s payin' for my dinner?
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| Not sayin' I’m a skinner, man I’m fuckin' with the perks
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| Hate knowin' how it hurts to hit the snooze button twice
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| When you’re probably late as hell and the air’s cold as ice
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| Not even on-call man, it’s a long haul to work
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| Traffic jams are gone
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| And when all you can do is yawn
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| It’s all for me, I’m nocturnal with this furlow
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| That means heat, I bring the knock when you sleep, peep
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| I’m only tryin' to have fun
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| If it weren’t for my free time, it’s safe to say I’d have none
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| And so I spit it like I got it
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| Relax, not off narcotics
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| And jotted down my raps instead of notes
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| Got it?
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| Good
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| Get the other vibe, keep my love alive
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| I ride the rhythm not the bark from apart, it’s society
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| People always tryin' to be freelancin' shit
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| But see, chances is, it won’t happen if you’re slackin'
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| Reactin'?
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| No role, gotta slow your roll
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| Everyone can’t do it
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| It was meant for me and I knew it
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| Never disillusioned
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| Flexible and cruisin'
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| Day to day fusion my views in the music
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| Are easy to jump to conclusions
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| Stump what’s confusin'
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| I’m awake while they snoozin'
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| I said every day’s a Saturday my friend
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| I go to sleep wake up and yo it’s Saturday again
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| And now every day’s a Saturday, friend
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| I go to sleep wake up and yo it’s Saturday again
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| I said every day’s a Saturday buddy
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| I go to sleep wake up and I do somethin' nutty
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| I say every day’s a Saturday
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| Every day’s a Saturday
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| Every day’s a Saturday
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| Now every day’s a Saturday
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| «To the end of the week I live by the beat like you live check to check»
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| — Outkast 'Elevators (Me And You)' |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Every Day Is Saturday , by - The Grouch. Song from the album Making Perfect Sense, in the genre Иностранный рэп и хип-хоп