Luyện nghe bài hát Work Everyday

Damn, man. Im broker than an old VCR, man. I need a job. Are hiring at your
I got a stack of red bills at my house. It looks like Valentines Day at the crib. My
Kids are eating left-over leftovers, man. I cant fool them no more. Its job
Got to every day
Got to work day
My God got to be more to life than this
Theres got to be a reason that I exist
Work to eat to my keep
To ensure somewhere to sleep and spend the buying shit
Dont need economists to know I pot to piss
Follow man I aint got time to think
What I got to set for my retirement
Cop a double shift pay somebody to watch the
of all this but cant take an off day
Doctors office I cant the co pay
Trapped in a luck just to get work
They celebrate every nobody gets hurt
could never leave well enough alone
They keep on till we bleed from every bone
And well hard and stress about the rent
Probably still die and in debt without a cent but
I guess Ill carry my ass down to the and see what theyre talking about. But
You know they treat you like you shot somebody just you need a little help
Youre telling my you aint been down on your luck
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 full up they aint hiring
Im barely surviving not to get by with
Hunger is a problem stomach steady growling
getting shot in my environment
Study go to college is what them 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 youre not up in 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 up at your welfare office again
And I expect to be accepted as the man I am
Respectfully and Maam
God you must be out of your mind
Do you see this Tea stuff, man? Them people look broke their damn self. Are
stressing heres the question
How get people drinking tea in a recession
Its deception how is this
How are so poor people conservative
A pro artist I put it in the music
A con artist jobs to make you look
Lookie here Ill teach you how to look it
First thing you need to know con got a hook to it
They you with a little wealth
Say you could some of these crumbs for yourself
If the government doesnt make us anyone else
You stuck a red on your foreclosed house
you think youre taking back your nation
Then they turn it over to a corporation
Those companies took the overseas
And you handed them the wallet out your for free
Youre in the sky with dollar signs for eyes
The blind right wing of a that cant fly
Just a peacock a poked out gut
Whos too fat to fly so his ass strut but
Theyre so criminal minded weve blinded
Looking for an job and cant find it
got a job bill we got a light bill
If we dont pay ours our is quite real