Luyện nghe bài hát Let Me Work

Let me up my sleeves and go to work
and Damned (Just Blaze)

It's that motherfucking time
Tell my diary on my mind again
Just play a beat, I'ma crack an ice cold
The that Pac got shot in, currently I'm rhyming in
If you told my younger self this the place you find me in
I not believe you, these results are so astonishing
Demons chasing me, I ran Lucifer Leviathan
The beautiful and damned, I got a for the finer things
That's a quarter on some tires that I'm driving in
Pull up the McLaren that's just some shit to travel in
Russell Westbrook averaging
improved player, they don't know what the fuck is happening
The homies "You're snappin'"
My mood's Olympic champion throwin' a fuckin'
Episode 3
My rapper's Gerald, I'm a very big fan of him
You won't get stalling and you standing like a mannequin
Why the fuck you
I understand the task at

Let me
What do you about work?
Let me
I'm talkin' getting up five days a week
Brushing ya teeth, your ass,
going into your office and some old guy rich paid out
Let me roll up my sleeves and go to
That's a job

still that muthafuckin' time again
Blacking out, don't give a fuck about a
the world that's just the state of mind I'm in
That's the you find me in
Look, nobody live as him
Million smile that I just went and put some diamonds in (yeah)
These rappers sneak diss I came up, they prolly mad I'm on
But then they transformed and up like a Decepticon
Bunch of bootleg Geralds copying what I went on
But the real, it's me myself and I, you all be dead and
Disrespect me, don't come to the bay, your pass is
My Obi-Wan is E-4-0, he givin' game, I it on
Study him he the one that lasted long
This I go assassin on
I just took some acid, hit the booth, and started rapping
the studio like a decathlon
Never slowing down, I'm put my whole damn family on
every night, I go 'til after dawn
To be the biggest in the world,
I'm not the one to up on

Let me
Look, you could be a bank teller, you could be a waitress
Let me
Or wash cars, clothes at a fucking boutique.
Alright listen, makin' somebody else rich
You're punching clock.
You clock in, you clock out, you making that
Let me up my sleeves and go to work
How does that

A fucking hater's always looking, tryna for targets
If you don't know me, don't on me
Stick to your
they debate if I'm an urban artist
Or if I'm merging
All I really know, I'm working hardest
And 'til the day I die, I'm hustlin', doing work
I'm in my twenties, if I go I a perfect carcass
A polarizing
But you love or hate me
But try and say I pay my dues, fuck off,
How could they be
help to make me
I did it by my
Who else did songs with everybody Spears to Mozzy?
You New York Times you should just relax
You miss the
Bitch, I'm from the Bay, was to bridge the gaps
And I'm a legend in my city, say "His shit slaps"
I'ma go and sell a million, I'ma get these plaques
And bring 'em back to every kid who raps
I'm Michael Phelps, get out my
I'm swimming different

Let me
Let me roll up my sleeves and go to