It's gonna be a long one But I'm paying my way I'll be working all night long Well, you can't just get what you want Without a little work a day And you can't just stick out your hand No, it doesn't work that way And there's not much joy in the work

God, I have been doing the same thing in the same place Working the same job for 45 years. You know that Shit just flew by. What am I really even doing? God, I know we rarely talk, but every day I wake up I feel like I feel like I blew it with my family,

What you working with? Show me, show me So what you working with? It ain’t about, ain’t about, it ain’t about what you not Drop that body like you’re trying to let them know Twist that high You know the bass is on the low Take that feeling like it’s

Tell me what am I doing? Yeah, real music Yo, ya just get in that, you get in that head space, ya know Somebody get the body bags, working with beats and Put the MC’s in 'em, season 'em, put 'em on a beat with me, then I’m eating 'em Get away from the

Ba ba ba ba ba What cha been doing and who Ya been doing it with (truth hurts) Where you been going and How you been putting ya thing down (truth hurts) Whatever you was working I hope that it was worth it baby (truth hurts) Tell me the truth now I got

She's got that true blood Show me what your working with I think she's got that true blood Every time you're 'round I can smell it in you I come around and raise the hell out of you It's that demon, it's so mean, that's got me screaming Make me wanna