Luyện nghe bài hát God's Work

I stumbled out of bed, hungover, sober
Like the rushed my body and I was the sole cobra
a soldier grabbed a soda helped my stomach settle down
Then into the shower as to let the funk drown
Put Degree under my arms, off the alarm
You set it to regret it
A million things to do but work is I'm headed
The dreaded grindstone on the of my bed
I sit and let my mind zone on how fun last was
Started with a light buzz that slowly into a full blown fade
I was trying to get laid, but, got no
It was back to the crib for personal
Triple X, dvd's, I got a whole in
Was snapped out of my daydream by something I seen
I left the tissue full of spunk on the floor by my
It seems I have 15 minutes to the 20 minute ride it takes to get to work
So I fly out the door while I'm putting on my
Start the car and then I'm off to get in with my boss
He runs his mouth like a sometimes I wish he'd lay me off
So that I lay him out with one little punch right to his fat ass mouth
But now I'm assed out, these fools on the freeway
be driving they ain't got nowhere to go
You know those fucks in the fastlane moving hella
Got me at my windshield
Now it's like 10 I want to call in
Man I it everyday but I'm not ballin'
So I got to go get paid and continue the of
service since I don't get commission
My efforts seem worthless thanks and a nice day
'Cause what I got to say even if they were
And gave me attitude it's a shame what I to do to get rent and food

I hard
hard
To keep this roof my head
And pay off these credit
I hard
Goddamn
So I could pay off all my
And get a with a yard
I hard
hard
To put gas off in the tank
And the payments on this car
I work
Goddamn
So I could wild out weekend
And buy at the bar

Try on the road for 45 days straight
Road manager's the driver and myself 8
Other motherfuckers and their
'Sop brought he's a video fanatic
got enough weed to give me contact for the month and a half
PSC got the gas and forever blowing up the spot with his ass
Of course Grouch brought a task fill his time plot
Trying to hook to his new laptop
Eligh's on the cot a hypocondriac
So with him you know if it's a fever or an act
Scarub's usually reading, writing, or sleeping
And Bicasso to use somebodies celly's on the creeping
Me I'm dreaming plotting schemes to get some money
Almost forgot Arata but you know
As we tour throughout the country everybody to argue over what we
watch on tv and who drank the last brew, who's hating on who
Maybe a punch or two until a virus breaks out
And how can you be?
When you getting sleep and all you eat is take out
But the show must go on when you live in dusk 'till
If I don't rap every night, I lose a fan
So if I got the flu I got a mic in my hand
And I haven't even spoke on the one stands
that might sound fly to the average guy
But when you got a girl at you got to let it pass you by
So I try to play the
Watch what pull, but on a bus full of women, hard to stay faithful
So I cheat not because I hate my girl because I her
Eventhough she won't me when I say I only kissed her
Been home a couple and she still won't speak
Still I got to hit the road
Begin week

I hard
hard
To keep this roof my head
And pay off these credit
I hard
hard
So I could pay off all my
And get a house with a
I hard
hard
To put gas off in the tank
And make the on this car
I hard
hard!