this music is from Connect Four by Common Market
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this music is from Connect Four by Common Market
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lyrics:
i gotta go to work i gotta get paid cause i ain't able to maintain, i'm a slave i gotta go to work my days fade, change shape into paychecks, i can't relate to my wage, though. we gotta go to work we're facing great emancipation from the pain-stations we hate, so we better get to work let's break it, make creative statements, evaluate the nature of the game and rearrange.
man i'll take you back to them classic days when crack was leaves, and no one had them plastic veins, when facts was free, blowing out of blasted brains, we attracted education smoking drastic J's - now we're acting unabated gonna try and convey it saving truth inside of everything. they tryna erase it. still stealing our time but they claiming they aiding. i realize i'm dying, kind feeling like i'm fading let's face it - we working more than most other places and no jerks murk like civilized nations I irk first, sure, but then i hurt 'em with the major Burkes, Kirkegaards, Foucaults and courageous souls author audible knowledge, i play sages, dropping what you needing to cop, i stay saying, "even in the teeth of defeat we remain bringing Babylon making minimum waste."
we gotta go to work we need to be redeeming the Eden in between all the eating and grease we gotta go to work it seems like we're bleeding our meaning to increase our greed disease we better get to work i'm pleading "please be helping us," re-enact the healthiness, i'm yelling now get outta your sleep we gotta get to work if everybody's tethered together forever tell me how the fuck they gonna get us to leave
let me rephrase the piece - all these cities is lame. pleading, "listen in, B, i know you think i'm insane, but they been stiffin' you sweet, we want a piece of the cake, but, dang, baited slavery ain't exactly the same, we been playing for our dinner, they just dealing the game it's okay if you're a winner at the end of the day but i ain't, i never was, and while i speak for my name i'm also representing others who got similar shame it's a loser's lane, everything in civilized states is to train us to stay there in line, it's our fate to grind, but i ain't all right with them lies, i need more than a life in a vise. that ain't the same thing as peace, yo unleash the streets and release the libido i'm spitting freedom like Scion and Geo by any means possible - that is the credo."
we gotta get to work lately motivated by some cats who i relate with and i'm saying that they really is cool we gotta get to work we're lace tracks, create stacks of facts, get 'em ready, then we take 'em to school we gotta get to work it's crazy when they ask me to amaze 'em, praying "playa, please, preacher, tell me what i can do" we gotta get to work no fake - if you want emancipation, then my dude, you need to carry the news.
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back what you think you
music by CaptainBungle
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back what you think you know about facts they gonna kick you when your down that's the only truth within the town bout to stand up hands up and light it up now
pull ya plans up take ya hands up out ya pants and roll your plants up blow some smoke into the stands take a fighter's stance up hold for ransom chance and any hope and dance at rusty ruins, banging bands one chance to hit em when they down and make them mans make noises like some little bitches where's the strength in all your riches bitch you better wash my dishes suck my dick say it's delicious it's fuckin vicious make you wish you never fisted us enlisted us in fisticuffs over land and fucking fish and stuff almost giving up on living up, i stiffen up and listen up, aristocunts ain't big enough to break me, i'm fucking tough enough to take it can't enslave it, what it is that just cain't fake it, i ain't making it but trust me i'm fucking displacing it.
encasing it in cracks we facing the facts and we won't relax till your backs are all broken in halves calves for slaughter for the son or the daughter to go to college to end up like the father
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music is by http://www.soundclick.com/b-wreckords
lyrics by http://www.youtube.com/zzz33333
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yo keep ya head up i don't mean to spit depressing shit but i all i ever seem to do is turn kids into pessimists my only question is, do we know what we're messing with? not when the president is breaking set precedents. and the incessant propaganda from the television doesn't help at all, it just reduces our intelligence. the word "development" is definitely relevant, re-defining dictionaries really for the hell of it economically we stay battling the elements, lyrically distorting anything that could be eloquent, all the rappers in the game should lose their cred for selling it, but yo everybody need to get paid well that's the shell of it.
we divide work living our lives for nobody but ourselves fuck the diverse trying to get mine first this is my earth and when it comes down yo i hope it will be worth it
i hope it was worth it when you're strapped for cash on the bus clutching scraps of last night's grub in your gut i hope it was worth it trapped in these criminal streets with the blood-stained thumbs you'll be sucking for weeks was it worth it? we swear we ain't giving it up if we die it's all right cause we done living it up. it was worth it. that's what we're trying to say. this is divine intervention. now we starting to pray.
we'll be thinking back to the days when had brains wishing we could retrace our steps to the slave state raising up the wage rate, changing up the rage race it's amazing how we're fading with the same fate as every other city-building system in our history everybody stay debating but it ain't a mystery to me i'm saying are you listening to me i ain't insane you just been brainwashed to never trust the truth i speak. the fools i meet are mostly clouded by their schooling, see we sit and shoot the shit, smoking stoges and acting cool but we never touch the heavenly, heavy into mediweed, i hope it will be worth it when everything is dead, B.
we divide work living our lives for nobody but ourselves fuck the diverse trying to get mine first this is my earth and when it comes down yo i hope it will be worth it
i hope it was worth it when you're strapped for cash on the bus clutching scraps of last night's grub in your gut i hope it was worth it trapped in these criminal streets with the blood-stained thumbs you'll be sucking for weeks was it worth it? we swear we ain't giving it up if we die it's all right cause we done living it up. it was worth it. that's what we're trying to say. this is divine intervention. now we starting to pray.
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