Work

Work Work Work Work x3

 

All you do is work,aint getting no where

cupboards are bare and nothing to spare

Yet you still fighting for air, still reaching for your mic

Cant get on that stage,pushed to the back of the limelight

so you work,work,work

you're getting better and better,but still aint the best

starting to stand out from the rest

go your own way and put yourself to the test

join me and we can destroy these Emcees

Fake rappers spitting bout guns and drugs

but these rap boys are nothing, but punk wanna be thugs

 

Work Work Work Work x3

 

Let me start the second part with a few more bars

switch your style,gets these rappers riled

so they start talking bout spraying you down with a rifle

let them trifle,ill hit em in the skull

make it a vital final to their spinal cord

diminishing my rivals,flooding them out with a massive tidal wave

Survival of the fittest,and y'all say your the sickest

Im administering shots like your doc,leave you flatlining

leave your body sprawled and scribbled with chalk

 

Work Work Work Work x3