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The Work
12,343
Hip-Hop/Rap
The Work was released on April 2, 2012 by Jesgrew Records. Released under exclusive license to Duck Down Music & [PIAS] Recordings. [PIAS] Recordings is a label of the [PIAS] Entertainment Group. as a part of the album First Serve
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Release DateApril 2, 2012
LabelJesgrew Records. Released under exclusive license to Duck Down Music & [PIAS] Recordings. [PIAS] Recordings is a label of the [PIAS] Entertainment Group.
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy
BPM90

Music Video

Music Video

Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
DJ Khalid Music
DJ Khalid Music
Performer
De La Soul
De La Soul
Performer
DJ Chokolate
DJ Chokolate
Performer
David Jude Jolicoeur
David Jude Jolicoeur
Lead Vocals
Kelvin Mercer
Kelvin Mercer
Lead Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
DJ Chokolate
DJ Chokolate
Composer
Dj Khalid
Dj Khalid
Composer
David Jude Jolicoeur
David Jude Jolicoeur
Lyrics
Kelvin Mercer
Kelvin Mercer
Lyrics

Lyrics

Yeah
Yeah, man
Yeah!
Aight let's do it man, c'mon
One, two, and ah
Can I kick it?
Yo, yes, you can
Can I kick it?
Well ah, yes you can
Well, can I kick a hole in the speaker and jet?
Well, of course you can!
First Serve's the best yet
Can I kick a hole in the speaker and jet?
My ****, yes you can
First Serve's the best kept!
I play the intro, middle, ending, back to the intro
Reborn to bring
New beginnings
How many lives, have you ran through?
I think I'm on number five
Came back striving for the same thing, the game thing
Microphone remain king
Yeah, my need
They say it's in the blood, and in my thoughts as well
Since the days of the
Ways of the walk
Through the park in the BX, me and D got next
Verbal push-ups, titles, concepts, beats
Yo D, it's time to eat!
And with this gravy
Make fritters out of these tater sacks, you quarterbacks
Ought to back it up
Two yards, we bought it back
That old chord mic's the prototype
Connect it like
Siamese deep in the work
Sweat a Hi-C packet a day, now sip on that
Let me be
At the front of the line
It was plain to see
'Cause it's our time
It's over now
In bright lights surrounded by skirts
You had me found, you shot me down
Pop Life and Deen Whitter, we puttin in work!
Work! Work! Work! Work!
Work! Work! Work!
Work! Work! Work! Work!
Yeah! Work! Yeah! Yeah!
Work! Work! Work! Work!
Yeah! Yeah! Yeah! Yeah!
Work! Work! Work!
Yeah! Yeah! Yeah!
Work! Work! Work!
Can't a monkey stop us in this bar game
The guitar lick in the far lane
Yo, I got crazy visions!
****, put 'em on paper!
The contracts, contacts puffin' haze per page
And almanac of ideas for five years
Book stick it in that "I so solemnly swear" joint
Economy scare point
Yo, studio costs is for horses!
****, we can play the mule and get Pro Tools
And show fools the A-game, set up in the crib and live
Word! Man, but yo
I'm on that song ass first, I'm on the last verse
Finish line 24 but I got 20 more things I gotta do
Like, make the name up for the crew
Might call it Witter Pop!
Naw, **** that's wack
Ha, yeah you right, yo, did you find a studio?
Yeah, I came across two, you know the one Ken-doo talk about?
The other one's called Odyssey
Oh yeah, yeah, let's take it there man
I heard it's more private, B
Let me be
At the front of this shit
It was plain to see
We the number one pick
It's over now
In bright lights surrounded by skirts
You had me found, you shot me down
Whit and Pop Life, we puttin' in work!
Work! Work! Work! Work!
Yeah! Yeah! Put an idea
Work! Work! Work! Work!
Yeah! Yeah! Yeah! Yeah!
Work! Work! Work! Work!
Yeah! Yeah! Yeah! Yeah!
Work! Work! Work!
Yeah! Yeah! Yeah!
Work! Work! Work!
A-yo, we spent many years
Brushin' the plaque off the teeth
It's time to switch gears
And place the plaques underneath the roof
The gold ones
Platinum plus much better
The right contract bring the right con-cheddar
And we ain't cons
So just like Etta, At Last
We have to blast through, anybody ask you
Who works harder?
You say First Serve
Try to say different, say
"You got some nerve!"
See you got some herbs that gon' hate
The Band-Aid is for dem boys! Nikita La Femme boys!
The key to the city is ours
The broads, the house, the cars
The sky's the limit
The stars
Shalamars in it
There it is!
But what took you so long?
The energy's a tall glass of milk, the secret's best kept
In the basement, potential amazement
Until we hit the surface of the pavement, peace!
Let me be
At the front of the line
It was plain to see
'Cause it's our time
It's over now
In bright lights surrounded by skirts
You had me found, you shot me down
Pop Life and Deen Whitter, we puttin in work!
Work! Work! Work! Work!
Work! Work! Work! Yeah!
Work! Work! Work! Work!
Get it in, Yeah! Yeah! Yeah!
Work! Work! Work! Work!
Work! Work! Work! Work!
Work! Work! Work!
Work! Work! Work!
Work! Work! Work!
We got the work alright
Ken-Doo put a plan together, got us organized
Studio time, little shows here and there, and means!
But, things weren't happenin overnight now
Shit, days became weeks, weeks into months
And months? Months turned into doubt
What we gon' do now?
Written by: DJ Chokolate, David Jude Jolicoeur, Dj Khalid
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