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letra de work - jyroscope

[verse 1: i.b. fokuz]
6 o’clock in the morning reaching to press snooze
a heavy-weight is carried when you lay through
a broken cocoon of yesterdays
matter fact, i’ve been hopping lagoons since last sat-rday
what’s time? a measuring stick
my whole week is merriville back to pullman, then it’s east all again
south chicago where the commercial has the ugliest grin
you know it’s work when you toil but you’re never content
i clocked in and whispered bismillah
find peace of mind, never know which day is an obstacle that you need to climb
i see the signs but i’m sluggish when i can’t see the timе
my future plans only exist if i seizе the time
so what’s the excuse? i bet it’s on my table
right next to the plate where you say i’m not available
hmm, i’ve been working these mental faculties
hoping i keep it all together when every thought pattern is polarized
i’m a father, i’m a husband, i’m a sheik
i’m a student, i’m a teacher i’m the mentor to ya seed
i’m a artist i’m the spirit man you finally got to meet
willing you give everything when it’s nothing left me
work

[verse 2: collasoul]
8 pm made it home, 10,000 steps
fridge is empty, probably got another thousand left
work it out
holdin’ on so long you’re runnin’ out of breath
wonder if those countless sleepless nights i had will amount to death
of course i drink, d-mn near every day, keeps the stress away
that’s what i tell myself, it ain’t the truth
that’s what i’m pressed to say
admit it why? fear i’d be victimized, got less sense than pride
our men, women, children die
ignore facebook posts—desensitized
problems in my home, no problems with my home
every single night i gotta get to home
my goddesses at home
we need a system, one that works for us, not the opposite
it’s up to me to give them the world without opulence
many a man give up not a word spoken, only actions
afraid to ask dad what happened to him and get no reaction
would love to believe my strengths are showing some hope and passion
but too much of those and no showings will be an open casket
try to get up after falling out and know you can’t
one of my biggest problems is being my own restraints
carry it all alone, ask no questions, make no complaints
being the strong one means you’ll never know when you’re gonna tank

- jyroscope

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