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Work in Hand
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Hip-Hop/Rap
Work in Hand was released on November 1, 2024 by Good Coffee Entertainment as a part of the album The Automat
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Release DateNovember 1, 2024
LabelGood Coffee Entertainment
LanguageEnglish
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy
BPM80

Music Video

Music Video

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Agreeable Future
Agreeable Future
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Andres Roldan
Andres Roldan
Songwriter

Lyrics

First Verse - Bob Rok
I'm the working man
Turn the work to work in hand
When working isn't worth a damn
I plant the seed and work the land
I'm the working type
Work it till its working right
Working days and working nights
I'm working off working life
Latch key Cat breed
Now youze guys can't leave
The can can't catch up
Catch wind or catch me
The last seen past three
Blasting down the Grand Prix
Band shirt, plaid green
Black denim dad jeans
Last name Last Breed
Laser focused Track beam
Agent orange Tang Tea
Patient zero bad teeth
Gang Gang, gangrene
Bang Bang Ad Free
Cats can’t crack me
Your campaigns can’t breathe
Down to run the numbers
But your stables looking squeamish
Clear as Doris Day
That your horses aren’t eating
Elated at the weigh in
Buddy boy the kids a genius
Turn a small scene scenic
Smoking cheeba on the beaches
If you wanna match the ethnic
I would start with pen and paper
And 120 minutes you give up to behavior
This has never felt like labor
Nor a source of validation
It's a worthy course of action
I've been working out the basics
Chrous
I'm the working man
Turn the work to work in hand
When working isn't worth a damn
I plant the seed and work the land
I'm the working type
Work it till its working right
Working days and working nights
I'm working off working life
Second verse - Bob Rok
Don't Quit your day job
We don't really have a choice
Manning the production line
Building out the battle droid
Pay the rent in atta boys
And daily task data points
The parasites are paranoid
Bob's Paris France and half a joint
A gift the width of Santa's toys
I'm half the man and half as coy
Blasting out a scattered void
A brilliant light a shattered ploy
I plan the task and chip the mold
In every place you didn't go
I'm strict with flow you piss and moan
Your casted stones missed the throne
I start from scratch and edit tracks
And always extra credit cats
Annie Lennox opus rap
Bob walking tall on broken glass
The Vato on the chosen path
The written word the open hand
I'm woken up by floating heads
And someone else's only friend
My writer's block is seconds now
I'm marking terf and passing out
Bob Conjure up the missing DAO
The Art of how to flip a crowd
If I were you I'd practice chores
The craft is in the back and forth
And knowing what their asking for
When push and shove
Come back for more
Chorus
I'm the working man
Turn the work to work in hand
When working isn't worth a damn
I plant the seed and work the land
I'm the working type
Work it till its working right
Working days and working nights
I'm working off working life
Written by: Andres Roldan
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