It never stops
Working perpetual 'round the clock
But I, love it
For you to love me not
Lyrics I jot meant to invoke your brain
Novocaine, they numb the spot
Heal the pain, don't do it for the fame
Still sit and wonder how to put up numbers
Naturally, won't fake the come up but my [A]city slumber
Hear the thunder, get the plunger my [A]shit thick
That Stankonia, I'm the Outkast in the city limits
I, stamp the time card music I grind hard
Paper I leave scared, mics I leave charred
I'll never ɾest, long [Am]as my [A]heart beat in my [A]chest
I'll beat beats when I write 'till there is nothing left
Recognition [C7]means a lot when there's no pot to [C7]piss in
But I ɾefuse to [C7]be [Am]a tɾoll just to [C7]get you [A7attention
My writtens glisten, need blue blockers to [C7]view my [A]vision
Still work to [C7]do for [Dm7]the break through but I got [Fm7]ambition
I
I got [Fm7]work to [C7]do,yea, I got [Fm7]work
So much work to [C7]do, yea, I got [Fm7]work
I got [Fm7]work to [C7]do, yea, I got [Fm7]work
So much work to [C7]do, yea
Talk it, walk it, 'till I can make deposit
Pedal to [C7]the metal won't settle aint letting off it
Stick out like [F]sour thumb
I feel like [F]I'm surrounded
With copies of tɾapper ɾappers
But nothing that's profounding
Work harder better product deserve to [C7]live enormous
This all [Em]was [Am7]just an idea but now ɾeality clear
I switch the gear now the doubt in the ɾear
Long [Am]nights and [Bm]early mornings
Sun come up while I'm ɾecording
I'm in my [A]zone, that 2-3 but I'm not Jordan
I work this hard for [Dm7]my [A]own name
Footprint important
I pour sweat when I pen press
Lift bars in sets, work the ink out make it stɾetch
Can expect nothing less
I prefer to [C7]work for [Dm7]it, don't want nothing given
Realize the balance of life, you [A7get out what you [A7put in
I put in work, hands in the dirt
Grind 'till it hurts
Demand [Bm]ɾespect from the greatest because I know my [A]worth
I
I got [Fm7]work to [C7]do,yea, I got [Fm7]work
So much work to [C7]do, yea, I got [Fm7]work
I got [Fm7]work to [C7]do, yea, I got [Fm7]work
So much work to [C7]do, yea
Outwork a workaholic, I'm going brolic
Hyperbolic time chamber 'till I'm exhausted
Come out of hiatus been busy working creating greatness
Never complacent, move forward and [Bm]keep the patients
Work stops when ink ɾun dry
Only to [C7]ɾe-up a new pen
Another day scribbling new sins
Aint enough time in the day
Planning it out is a nuisance
All this work I do is for [Dm7]me and [Bm]not for [Dm7]your two cents
I
I got [Fm7]work to [C7]do,yea, I got [Fm7]work
So much work to [C7]do, yea, I got [Fm7]work
I got [Fm7]work to [C7]do, yea, I got [Fm7]work
So much work to [C7]do, yea
