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letra de hard work - jamwayne

[intro]
karltin (karltin)
this that hard work
yeah

[verse 1]
wild nature, hey [?] instrumentals
ain’t no fear in life and death
still i pray to lord’s forgiveness
when i slaughter all the raging hate revealing sucker b-tches
welcome to a bl–dy knuckle up them pistols get the twitchin’
toss it up, then i dip and slip and now we in and out
sizzle crack and blap blap, playin’ out you gettin’ stabbed
it’s annihilation comin’, only push that lil’ b-tton
only wish we’d get along, cross your fingers for nothin’
blink your eye and you gone, cross your heart ‘fore your die
we are war in the darkness, tell thе truth from the lies
we gеt along, now we ain’t, them hounds of h-ll keep a-barkin’
and we d-mn sure ain’t alone, alien leavin’ his markings
sparkin’ chaos with pictures he painted, blood spattered walk-ins
we floatin’, tear up and rippin’ and nakalula be fallin’
tears crashin’ beneath, mother nature be callin’
your explosive vibrations roarin’ out through the holler
echo out through the nations, you gone earn your respect
get your lazy ass to work, gone earn you a check
we done passed the gettin’ better, show me best that it gets
and if you ain’t goin’ all in, then you ain’t built for this sh-t
[hook]
this that hard work, it’s time you get up and get it
ain’t no chance to slow it down, run these races like redd-ck
this that hard work, you ain’t gettin’ five more minutes
put your feet on the ground and get to movin’, no chillin’
this that hard work
this that hard work, this that hard work, this that hard work
this that hard work, you ain’t gettin’ five more minutes
put your feet on the ground and get to movin’, no chillin’
this that hard work

[verse 2]
young man raised in a brick pile, flip the brick and run the block
all i need’s a glove and trial, all i see is money count
and that’s my beef, i grill it out
take a sh-t and money pilin’
wipe my ass for hundreds now
runnin’ back, i hustle out
ain’t n0body knock me down
you can call me git, rich or sun
yeah, i’m from the south (2:06) alabama, baby
born and battered, i rebuke the drought
rainmaker, make that money rain
like it’s pouring out
on the train, it’s chewin’ out
knock a lula, choo-choo
normal life is boring now
tell me what you can’t do
spread your wings, soarin’ out
outer sp-ce to the moon
mason jars in they place
all i need’s in the safe
[hook]
this that hard work, it’s time you get up and get it
ain’t no chance to slow it down, run these races like redd-ck
this that hard work, you ain’t gettin’ five more minutes
put your feet on the ground and get to movin’, no chillin’
this that hard work
this that hard work, this that hard work, this that hard work
this that hard work, you ain’t gettin’ five more minutes
put your feet on the ground and get to movin’, no chillin’
this that hard work

- jamwayne

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