Yo,
yeah you can call me the president, it's evident
A break is what I never get,
I hella spit
I'm known to work it more than Missy Elliot
I met a kid in the cut infected,
quick get the medic kit
Like prostitutes who couldn't get a stick,
you'll never sell a bit
Immaculate, spectacular,
to get where I'm at you
be havin' to
Work harder than great fathers
tryin' to get they package up
I got that magic stuff I'm sporty,
I'm pulling the shorties by the forties
Getting them hotter than Africa
I ain't a rapper kid, I'm far worse
The last time you ate a rapper
was when you forgot
To unwrap your starburst
I spit a hard verse
Don't ever try to play me,
you got a better chance
Of playing the guitar first
Or a xylophone, don't ever lie
So if you try me home,
I'll cop the chrome
And have your tiny bones cryin' home
And then I'll rock your dome
an d send you early
Never late to have this pearly gate
So you may knock and see
if God is home
Work on a half tune, work with my words
Work like you're slapped through,
work in my nerves
Work on a half tune,
work on your nerves
Work back to work,
you work back to work
Work on a half tune,
work with my words
Work like you're slapped through,
work in my nerves
Work on a half tune,
work on your nerves
Work back to work,
you work back to work
I'm leaving on the next flight jet plane
High speedin' Mr. Metz like Mescaline
Fire breathin', see the red light,
get sprayed
Grime reason,
better re cognize renegade
My people workin' hard,
goin' overtime
Die heathens, I'm the charge,
I'ma go for mines
Words com bine, words rise,
see the chorus fly
Like birds in the sky, perfect alignment
I'm a nine to five, a five to nine,
around the clock
Workin' industry, mountain climbin'
5 ,000 miles, tribulations,
and trials of life
While Stalin victory's mine
Cause I work, I work for mines
Running circles around the city
Like the circle line,
I'mma turn it down
400 degrees, the oven smoking
Fire in the kitchen,
we burning and building
How we earn a living
We're gonna have to work
with my words
Work like it's rap,
do work in my nerves
We're gonna have to
work on your arms
Work back to work,
do work back to work
We're gonna have to
work with my bones,
work back and slap through,
workin' my nose
We're gonna have to
work on your eyes,
work back to work you,
work back to work
Lunch in the club, dude,
time to get to work
Cause I punch you, I clock you,
time to get the nurse
I work my knuckles to the bone
and I can face it
It's worth the trouble breakin' bones,
my occupation
Work, your girl is a purse,
works on my nerve
Playin' the organ, makin' a wage
Payin' the mortgage, slavin' sweat trips
She never quits, a chick with ambition
But she blows at the job,
needs to try a different position
Hate to have to hurry her,
but the manager's harassin'
Grabbin' asses in the cafeteria,
mass hysteria
Work, my words is polished,
my terminology flows
Shows my thirst for college,
and earns more dollars
than workaholics
Charged worse than college,
just bit my coat
Classes get disco bashed
and anger dunked in acid
Son, I'm multitasking, still my family,
they think I'm a slob
Cause I'm out all night spittin'
and I drink on the job I work
Work on the have to,
work with my words
Work like it's slap do,
work in my nerves
Work on the have to,
work on your nerves
Work back to work you,
work back to work
Work on the have to,
work with my words
Work like it's slap do,
work in my nerves
Work on the have to,
work on your nerves
Work back to work you,
work back to work
Work
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