Luyện nghe bài hát Work Everyday

Damn, man. Im broker than an old VCR, man. I a job. Are they hiring at your
Job? I got a stack of red bills at my house. It looks Valentines Day at the crib. My
Kids are eating left-over leftovers, man. I fool them no more. Its job time
Got to every day
Got to work day
My God theres got to be more to life this
Theres got to be a bigger reason I exist
to eat to earn my keep
To ensure somewhere to sleep and the weekend buying shit
Dont need economists to know I need pot to
Follow man I aint got time to think
What I got to set for my retirement
Cop a double shift pay to watch the kids
Sick of all but cant take an off day
Doctors I cant swing the co pay
Trapped in a network luck just to get
They every week nobody gets hurt
Greed could never leave well alone
keep on squeezing till we bleed from every bone
And well hard and stress about the rent
Probably still die poor and in debt a cent but
I guess Ill carry my ass down to the county and see what talking about. But
You know they treat you like you shot somebody just because you need a little
Youre telling my you aint never been down on your
Never tried to make them ends meet but just got
slaved at a gig like a bum with a cup
Added all your pennies up and you still had enough
And the jobs full up aint hiring
Im surviving not enough to get by with
is a constant problem stomach steady growling
People shot in my environment
Study go to college is them people hollering
Too road blocks in the way its not an option
To say that its I would be lying
But you aint got a chance if not up in that top ten
A couple got a scholarship but I am not
Aint got the skills to pay the bills so my are thin
So until I cop a gig and my hardship
Fixing to line my self up at your welfare office
And I expect to be as the man that I am
Respectfully and appreciatively
God you must be out of your mind
Do you see this Tea Party stuff, man? Them people look broke their self. Are
People stressing heres the
How they get drinking tea in a recession
Its how absurd is this
How are so many poor conservative
A pro artist I put it in the music
A con artist to make you look stupid
Lookie here Ill you how to look trough it
thing you need to know every con got a hook to it
They seduce you with a little
Say you could have some of these crumbs for
If the doesnt make us help anyone else
You stuck a red sign on your foreclosed
Make you think youre taking your nation
Then they turn it to a major corporation
Those took the jobs overseas
And you handed them the out your pocket for free
Youre staring in the sky with dollar signs for
The blind right of a bird that cant fly
Just a peacock a poked out gut
Whos too fat to fly so his ass strut but
Theyre so criminal minded been blinded
Looking for an honest job and cant it
They got a job we got a light bill
If we dont pay ours our life is quite