Now, when I go to bed it's almost to wake up not to go to jail, tryin' not to cake up And even when I serve soda it be cold as fuck Chillin' in my sock, servin' ice for ten
And be in the house, all warm and shit And ya ass got the with the fire lit And whatever ya want, you gotta lift a finger If ya wanna a glass of water, hit the maid on the
Got a job for you this hot ass sun Tellin' me to hurry up and get more shit done I be so tired when I spit all my word slur Got so many calluses, my hands are leather
MTV in yo big ass chair Tryin' out words while you combin' ya hair Ya productivity is wack, bring that box here Go get coffee, punch out before ya leave
Got yo' feet up on the desk, noddin' off to While I lift, push, pull, dig, sweat and I could work hard all my life and in the end suffer 'Cause the is controlled by you lazymuthafuckas
Lazymuthafucka, a lazymuthafucka, lazymuthafucka
Now, you dont wash ya ass, you got a personal If you roll out of bed it's like you a favor You was into paper and that behavior For a midnight snack, you have the catered
You ain't never learned to or tie ya shoe I got my ear to the and my eye on you You got a secretary to down your thoughts On how to make us work hard and fatten up vaults
TV say if ya poor, you must be slow and But you pay 'em to say that, so we don't it different Got a cook and a girl to bring the for you You're this 'cause somebody pushed play for you
My head is poundin' now and my hands are To keep my eyelids takes concentration I dont get no rest, just a stay alive hustle Making you stay rich you moving a muscle
You think of as your tool, so when your dick salute You a butler get the phone and call a prostitute And say your sex stronger than the engine of a trucker But shell have to be on top you a lazymuthafucka
Lazymuthafucka, You's a lazymuthafucka,
A hundred person house, there just to You you don't give a fuck but they all despise you Millions over millions makin' shit for you to But police on alert, just in case we
But it's gon' happen captain, hope ya know why I'm rappin' Want the toasters start hands and gases start clappin' 'Cause this system's waitin' for you to kick it in Paris Or through Hong Kong in a rich all carriage
So when you a dollar that's ten seconds of my time And when ya spend a billion that's my and that's a crime to me life is hard like a track that I'm reppin' on Callin' for the of the backs that you steppin' on
Later for the up ya boot strap fastened Hard got me to the chiropractor But we can work hard to take the bread and butter all these multi-millionaires is lazymuthafuckas
Lazymuthafucka, You's a lazymuthafucka,
Lazymuthafucka, You's a lazymuthafucka,
Lazymuthafucka, You's a lazymuthafucka, ...