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Текст песни MURS - God`s Work

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[Murs]I stumbled out of bed, hungover, none soberLike the Joe`s rushed my body and I was the sole cobraStill a soldier grabbed a soda helped my stomach settle downThen fell into the shower as to let the funk drownPut Degree under my arms, turned off the alarmYou only set it to regret itA million things to do but work is where I`m headedThe dreaded grindstone on the edge of my bedI sit and let my mind zone on how fun last night wasStarted with a light buzz that slowly progressed into a full blown fadeI was trying to get laid, but, got no actionIt was back to the crib for personal satisfactionTriple X, dvd`s, I got a whole stack inWas snapped out of my daydream by something that I seenI left the tissue full of spunk on the floor by my jeansIt seems I have 15 minutes to make the 20 minute ride it takes to get to workSo I fly out the door while I`m putting on my shirtStart the car and then I`m off to get in trouble with my bossHe runs his mouth like a bitch sometimes I wish he`d lay me offSo that I could lay him out with one little punch right to his fat ass mouthBut now I`m assed out, `cause these fools on the freewaybe driving like they ain`t got nowhere to goYou know those fucks in the fastlane moving hella slowGot me yelling at my windshieldNow it`s like 10 `till I want to call inMan I think it everyday but I`m not ballin`So I got to go get paid and continue the charade ofCustomer service since I don`t get commissionMy efforts seem worthless thanks and have a nice day`Cause what I got to say even if they were rudeAnd gave me attitude it`s a shame what I have to do to get written foolI work hardGoddamn hardTo keep this roof over my headAnd pay off these credit cardsI work hardGoddamn hardSo I could pay off all my debtAnd get a house with a yardI work hardGoddamn hardTo put that gas off in the tankAnd make the payments on this carI work hardGoddamn hardSo I could wild out every weekendAnd buy drinks at the barTry being on the road for 45 days straightRoad manager`s the driver and myself plus 8Other motherfuckers and their idio-sympatic`Sop brought two-systems he`s a video fanaticSunspot got enough weed to give me contact for the month and a halfPSC got the gas and forever blowing up the spot with his rotten assOf course Grouch brought a task that`ll fill his time plotTrying to hook Pro-Tools to his new laptopEligh`s on the last cot a hypocondriacSo with him you never know if it`s a fever or an actScarub`s usually either reading, writing, or sleepingAnd Bicasso needs to use somebodies celly`s on the creepingMe I`m simply dreaming plotting schemes to get some moneyAlmost forgot about Arata but you knowAs we tour throughout the country everybody starts to argue over what wewatch on tv and who drank the last brew, who`s been hating on whoMaybe throw a punch or two until a virus breaks outAnd how healthy can you be?When you getting little sleep and all you eat is take outBut the show must go on when you live in dusk `till dawnIf I don`t rap every night, I might lose a fanSo even if I got the flu I got a mic in my handAnd I haven`t even spoke on the one night standsYeah that might sound fly to the average guyBut when you got a girl at home you got to let it pass you bySo I try to play the sidelinesWatch what they pull, but on a bus full of women, hard to stay faithfulSo I cheat not because I hate my girl because I miss herEventhough she won`t believe me when I say I only kissed herBeen home a couple days and she still won`t speakStill I got to hit the road againBegin another weekI work hardGoddamn hardTo keep this roof over my headAnd pay off these credit cardsI work hardGoddamn hardSo I could pay off all my debtAnd get a house with a yardI work hardGoddamn hardTo put that gas off in the tankAnd make the payments on this carI work hardGoddamn hard!

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God`s Work

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