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Hard Work
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Hip-Hop/Rap
Hard Work was released on May 3, 2010 by Move The Crowd Records Ltd. as a part of the album What Doesn't Kill Me...
album cover
Release DateMay 3, 2010
LabelMove The Crowd Records Ltd.
LanguageEnglish
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy
BPM74

Music Video

Music Video

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Young Sid
Young Sid
Performer
Juse
Juse
Performer
Sidney Diamond
Sidney Diamond
Performer
Justin Ferguson
Justin Ferguson
Drum Programming
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Sidney Diamond
Sidney Diamond
Songwriter, Composer
Justin Ferguson
Justin Ferguson
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Juse
Juse
Producer

Lyrics

So, you ain\'t fucking with me.
Click your fingers man.
Motherfucker I\'m back.
I stand alone on my own two feet.
So I\'m an extra four feet under.
Everybody wonder how the fuck I got here.
How the fuck I got in? Look at me like not him.
I crash landed on the scene with no hype, a small budget but we made do.
With whatever price.
They never knew the kind of damage I could do to it.
Now the rap game change, nobody moving shit.
I\'m sick with no medical bills.
Think otherwise, you going have medical bills.
I ain\'t a thug but I know a few fellas that will put the pump to your spine for
disrespecting the real.
Real talk punk, I\'ve done everything I talk punk.
New York online like when you coming home young?
I\'m like hold up, I\'ll be there soon.
I just got to kill a beat from Juse and I\'m there.
Hard work go a long fucking way if you\'ve never put in overtime don\'t fucking wave.
Wave.
If you\'re feeling what I\'m saying put \'em in the air, let me see the middle fingers raised.
Hard work go a long fucking way if you\'ve never put in overtime don\'t fucking wave.
Wave.
If you\'re feeling what I\'m saying put \'em in the air, let me see the middle fingers raised.
Been around for a while now.
And I can see through the smiles and the eyebrows.
Somebody faker, somebody that will ride out when it\'s time to never question why they ride out.
I met people that\'s only in it for the skirts, ride the nuts of their mans and never putting any work.
Me, I put my street, my fans and my fams first \'cause at the end of my days they\'ll follow that black hearse.
What up Kirk? That\'s my motherfucking teacher people.
If his life were a movie then I\'d be the sequel.
My tribe we be lethal, I owe them my lifeline, no amount of money could repay you in a lifetime.
And if I wanted something I never asked, ask anyone I passed, they will tell you tip for tat.
In other words work hard for it never being a stab stroller a day in my shoes you wouldn\'t last.
Punk.
Hard work go a long fucking way if you\'ve never put in overtime don\'t fucking wave.
Wave.
If you\'re feeling what I\'m saying put \'em in the air, let me see the middle fingers raised.
Hard work go a long fucking way if you\'ve never put in overtime don\'t fucking wave.
Wave.
If you\'re feeling what I\'m saying put \'em in the air, let me see the middle fingers raised.
You ain\'t fucking with me.
Yeah, do not call me a killer B.
I throw the finger cause I am a killer.
I kill a beat, treat the track like so fuck it, if you ain\'t with me you against me, so fuck you.
I\'ve been around the world the earth is my domain, chickens given throat, brain blown with no propane.
How I sold game? I listen to the old saying, it\'s a cold world boy, this is how I show flames.
Hard work go a long fucking way if you\'ve never put in overtime don\'t fucking wave.
Wave.
If you\'re feeling what I\'m saying put \'em in the air, let me see the middle fingers raised.
Hard work go a long fucking way if you\'ve never put in overtime don\'t fucking wave.
Wave.
If you\'re feeling what I\'m saying put \'em in the air, let me see the middle fingers raised.
Hard work go a long fucking way if you\'ve never put in overtime don\'t fucking wave.
Wave.
If you\'re feeling what I\'m saying put \'em in the air, let me see the middle fingers raised.
Hard work go a long fucking way if you\'ve never put in overtime don\'t fucking wave.
Wave.
If you\'re feeling what I\'m saying put \'em in the air, let me see the middle fingers raised.
Written by: Justin Ferguson, Sidney Diamond
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