Snak The Ripper - Eight Hours A Day lyrics
rate meOh man you work so hard (for me)
Oh man you work so hard (for me)
Oh man you work so hard (for me)
Eight hours a day!
How you try, try, try to make it
In the world but very little come your way.
Oh man you work so hard (for me)
Eight hours a day!
How you try, try, try to make it
In the world but very little come your way.
I got my boots on, crack of dawn, pack the bong I'm at the door
My day is long, still sore from the fucking day before.
Eight to four maybe more, twice the work they pay me for
Bills due, crazy poor, never been this way before!
Do my best day to day, pray this stress will fade away
So unfair, no one cares, this is life or so they say.
It's hard to understand, I work my knuckles to the bone.
Gotta get my rent paid, a rapper stuck without a home.
So I'm out here in the cold rain, no pain, no gain
Money on my mind, the only thought inside my whole brain.
No more being nice cause that's the guy that finish last, trying
Get head fast, fore I'm dead under the grass (huh)!
Check to check, how I live; drinking' on an empty gut
Empty tank in my whip, empty bank from you know what
I just keep on going, keep on pushing through the dirt.
Feels like I don't got a life, cause fuck it, all I do is work
Damn!
Hook: (x2)
Oh man you work so hard (for me)
Eight hours a day!
How you try, try, try to make it
In the world but very little come your way.
I got the music on, crack of dawn, stack is on, I'm in my zone
Trying to take it up a notch, watch me make it on my own.
It's in my blood it's in my bones,
This is what I'm meant to do
Sharing my demented views, prayers to god I sent a few.
A better man I'm trying to be,
Ain't no label signing' me
My family relying on me, I'm hoping one day finally
I'll find my place, no time to waste
My grimy face is always on
I'm trying to chase the dream and get a taste before I'm dead and gone.
Out here in the thick of it, to ease the stress I'm stricking with
Nobody making money off my name no more I'm sick of it.
Everyday same routine, gotta play it for my team
Half man, half machine slaying fucking everything.
On the road away from home, excelling in my elements
Sellingg them hella knowledge, survival of the intelligent
I just keep on going, keep on pushing' through the dirt
Better find something you like to do before you do is work, man!
Hook:
Oh man you work so hard (for me)
Eight hours a day!
How you try, try, try to make it
In the world but very little come your way.
[Outro:]
And you know what, man?
You might be a loser sitting at home,
Saying I'm a fat, geeky, mother fucker.
But you go out and you fucking make your name known, mother fucker.
And you know what they're gonna say?
They’re gonna say awe he's so dope!
Until they meet you in person they're gonna be like,
“He’s a fat geeky mother fucker!”
But they can't say shit to ya,
They can't say shit to ya because you fucking grilled it.
Stompdown Killas!
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