Brother Ali - Work Everyday lyrics

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Damn, man. I’m broker than an old VCR, man. I need a job. Are they hiring at your

Job? I got a stack of red bills at my house. It looks like Valentine’s Day at the crib. My

Kids are eating left-over leftovers, man. I can’t fool them no more. It’s job time

[Hook]

Every day every day

Got to work every day

Every day every day

Got to work every day

[Verse 1]

My God there’s got to be more to life than this

There’s got to be a bigger reason that I exist

Work to eat to earn my keep

To ensure somewhere to sleep and spend the weekend buying shit

Don’t need economists to know I need pot to piss

Follow politics man I ain’t got time to think

What I got to set aside for my retirement

Cop a double shift pay somebody to watch the kids

Sick of all this but can’t take an off day

Doctor’s office I can’t swing the co pay

Trapped in a network luck just to get work

They celebrate every week nobody gets hurt

Greed could never leave well enough alone

They keep on squeezing till we bleed from every bone

And we’ll strive hard and stress about the rent

Probably still die poor and in debt without a cent but

[Hook]

I guess I’ll carry my ass down to the county and see what they’re talking about. But

You know they treat you like you shot somebody just because you need a little help

[Verse 2]

You’re telling my you ain’t never been down on your luck

Never tried to make them ends meet but just got stuck

Never slaved at a gig like a bum with a cup

Added all your pennies up and you still ain’t had enough

And the jobs full up they ain’t hiring

I’m barely surviving not enough to get by with

Hunger is a constant problem stomach steady growling

People getting shot in my environment

Study go to college is what them people hollering

Too many road blocks in the way its not an option

To say that its impossible I would be lying

But you ain’t got a chance if you’re not up in that top ten

A couple got a scholarship but I am not them

Ain’t got the skills to pay the bills so my pockets are thin

So until I cop a gig and my hardship ends

Fixing to line my self up at your welfare office again

And I expect to be accepted as the man that I am

Respectfully and appreciatively Ma’am

God damn you must be out of your mind

[Hook]

Do you see this Tea Party stuff, man? Them people look broke their damn self. Are

They serious?

[Verse 3]

People stressing here’s the question

How they get people drinking tea in a recession

It’s deception how absurd is this

How are so many poor people conservative

A pro artist I put it in the good music

A con artist job’s to make you look stupid

Lookie here I’ll teach you how to look trough it

First thing you need to know every con got a hook to it

They seduce you with a little wealth

Say you could have some of these crumbs for yourself

If the government doesn’t make us help anyone else

You stuck a red sign on your foreclosed house

Make you think you’re taking back your nation

Then they turn it over to a major corporation

Those companies took the jobs overseas

And you handed them the wallet out your pocket for free

You’re staring in the sky with dollar signs for eyes

The blind right wing of a bird that can’t fly

Just a peacock with a poked out gut

Who’s too fat to fly so his ass just strut but

[Hook]

They’re so criminal minded we’ve been blinded

Looking for an honest job and can’t find it

They got a job bill we got a light bill

If we don’t pay ours our life is quite real

[Hook]