I don't wanna live no more Sometimes I hear death knocking at my front door I'm living every day like a hustle, another drug to juggle Another day, another struggle I know how it feel to wake up fucked up Pockets broke as hell, another rock to sell

The big wheel keeps on turning On a simple line day by day The earth spins on its axis One man struggle while another relaxes There's a hole in my soul like a cavity Seems the world is out to gather just by gravity The wheel keeps turning the sky's

At the end of the day At the end of the day you're another day older And that's all you can say for the life of the poor It's a struggle, it's a war And there's nothing that anyone's giving One more day standing about, what is it for? One day less to be