Luyện nghe bài hát God's Work

I out of bed, hungover, none sober
Like the Joe's my body and I was the sole cobra
Still a soldier grabbed a soda helped my stomach down
Then fell into the shower as to let the funk
Put Degree under my arms, off the alarm
You only set it to it
A million things to do but is where I'm headed
The dreaded grindstone on the of my bed
I sit and let my zone on how fun last night was
Started with a light buzz that slowly into a full blown fade
I was to get laid, but, got no action
It was back to the crib for satisfaction
X, dvd's, I got a whole stack in
Was snapped out of my daydream by something I seen
I left the tissue full of spunk on the floor by my
It seems I have 15 minutes to make the 20 ride it takes to get to work
So I fly out the door while I'm putting on my
Start the car and then I'm off to get in trouble with my
He runs his mouth like a bitch I wish he'd lay me off
So I could lay him out with one little punch right to his fat ass mouth
But now I'm out, 'cause these fools on the freeway
be driving like they got nowhere to go
You know those in the fastlane moving hella slow
Got me yelling at my
Now it's 10 'till I want to call in
Man I think it but I'm not ballin'
So I got to go get paid and the charade of
service since I don't get commission
My efforts seem worthless and have a nice day
'Cause I got to say even if they were rude
And gave me attitude it's a shame what I have to do to get and food

I hard
hard
To keep roof over my head
And pay off these credit
I work
hard
So I could pay off all my
And get a house with a
I work
Goddamn
To put gas off in the tank
And make the on this car
I work
Goddamn
So I could wild out weekend
And buy at the bar

Try being on the road for 45 days
Road manager's the driver and myself 8
Other motherfuckers and their
'Sop brought two-systems a video fanatic
got enough weed to give me contact for the month and a half
PSC got the gas and forever blowing up the with his rotten ass
Of course Grouch brought a that'll fill his time plot
Trying to hook to his new laptop
Eligh's on the last cot a
So with him you never if it's a fever or an act
usually either reading, writing, or sleeping
And Bicasso to use somebodies celly's on the creeping
Me I'm dreaming plotting schemes to get some money
Almost forgot about Arata but you
As we tour throughout the country everybody starts to over what we
watch on tv and who drank the last brew, who's been on who
Maybe throw a or two until a virus breaks out
And how can you be?
When you little sleep and all you eat is take out
But the show must go on when you live in dusk dawn
If I don't rap every night, I might a fan
So even if I got the flu I got a mic in my
And I even spoke on the one night stands
Yeah that might sound fly to the guy
But you got a girl at home you got to let it pass you by
So I try to play the
Watch what pull, but on a bus full of women, hard to stay faithful
So I not because I hate my girl because I miss her
Eventhough she won't believe me when I say I kissed her
Been home a couple days and she still speak
Still I got to hit the road
Begin another

I hard
Goddamn
To keep this roof my head
And pay off these cards
I hard
Goddamn
So I could pay off all my
And get a with a yard
I hard
Goddamn
To put gas off in the tank
And make the payments on car
I hard
hard!