Luyện nghe bài hát Let Me Work

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

It's that time again
Tell my diary what's on my mind
play a beat, I'ma crack an ice cold Heineken
The studio that Pac got in, currently I'm rhyming in
If you told my younger self that this the place you me in
I would not believe you, results are so astonishing
Demons chasing me, I ran from Lucifer
The beautiful and damned, I got a fetish for the things
That's a quarter on some tires that I'm driving in
up the McLaren like that's just some shit to travel in
Russell triple-double averaging
Most improved player, they don't what the fuck is happening
The like "You're snappin'"
My mood's Olympic champion throwin' a javelin
3 Anakin
My favorite Gerald, I'm a very big fan of him
You won't get nowhere and you standing like a mannequin
Why the fuck you
I understand the task at

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

It's that muthafuckin' time again
Blacking out, don't give a about a thing
Fuck the world just the state of mind I'm in
That's the place you me in
Look, ain't live as him
Million dollar smile that I just and put some diamonds in (yeah)
These rappers sneak diss when I came up, prolly mad I'm on
But they transformed and changed up like a Decepticon
of bootleg Geralds copying what I went platinum on
But the real, it's me myself and I, you all be and gone
Disrespect me, don't come to the bay, your is gone
My Obi-Wan is E-4-0, he game, I pass it on
him 'cause he the one that lasted long
This beat I go on
I just took some acid, hit the booth, and rapping strong
Treat the like a decathlon
Never down, I'm tryna 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 fuckin' teller, you could be a waitress
Let me
Or wash cars, sell at a fucking boutique.
Alright listen, you're makin' somebody else
punching that clock.
You clock in, you out, you making that money
Let me up my sleeves and go to work
How does that

A fucking hater's always looking, tryna search for
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 markets
All I really know, I'm just hardest
And 'til the day I die, I'm hustlin', work regardless
I'm in my twenties, if I go I leave a carcass
A polarizing
But you could love or me
But try and say I pay my dues, fuck off,
How dumb they be
Nobody to make me
I did it by my
Who else did songs everybody Britney Spears to Mozzy?
You New Times aristocrats you should just relax
You miss the
Bitch, I'm the Bay, was born to bridge the gaps
And I'm a legend in my city, say "His shit slaps"
Said I'ma go and sell a million, I'ma get plaques
And 'em back to inspire every kid who raps
I'm Phelps, get out my lane
I'm swimming laps

Let me
Let me roll up my and go to work