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Hard Work
7,479
Hip-Hop/Rap
Hard Work was released on September 10, 2012 by Lewis Recordings as a part of the album Cannon Fodder - EP
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Release DateSeptember 10, 2012
LabelLewis Recordings
Melodicness
Acousticness
Valence
Danceability
Energy
BPM87

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Lyrics

I can turn my hand to any style I want, depending on what vibe I’m on
Love, peace, and happiness to bang him with an iron rod
Whiny little Emo, to an ego like I’m a god
And I could make a pile of gwop, fuck it, I just pied it off
Cause I refuse to compromise my lot just for the sterling
I’m me for every penny of those pounds that I’ve been earning
And one thing that’s for certain, I’ll keep the fire burning
And stay true to myself until I face the final curtain
I’ve been working like a dog, forgive me if I bark a bit
I don’t give a toss if you’re a bad man when your bars are shit
Fuck a major label if they don’t know how to market this
The living definition of what an independent artist is
So bump your system loud
Turn you music up, I came to bun the system down
Keep your ice and chains, I ain't come to piss about
This a different sound, I’ll kill it til the industry is disemboweled
Hello?
Yo, what's good, man? It's Stig
Uh... Listen, I know this is a bit out of the blue
But, uh... any chance I can borrow some money off you?
(beep)
Hello? Aargh!
It’s time to get the money in (woo!)
Styles raw enough to make ya eyes water like an onion
Tell the truth, I ain't tryna be a funny 'en
Bring the greatest of all time and I'ma punish him
I build my brand from the ground up
I've been broke now I’m tryna get the pounds up
For now, the whole brow stays frowned up
Until I see the figures in my bank account mount up
Grinding like a coke heads teeth
Bars are intricately woven, so the flow gets peak
I want paying, but ain’t making no processed cheese
Cause I ain't tryna write a track about a Rolex Sweep
Peep, it gets deep without an aqua lung
So there’s passion in the bars when I’m rapping ‘em
I syncopate the war cry to the banging drum
Can in hand, mastering my art like Alex Young
Hello?
Yo, what's up, man? It's Stig
You got t'a fucking money you owe me, or what?
Don't funny me, man
Listen, I need that money 'my own shop
(clears throat)
Aargh!
I work twice as hard as the next guy
On the hustle til the second that the checks signed
I don’t believe that I can settle in my next life
You’re only here once you know and homie, I’mma get mine
But I ain't all about the peso
I don’t play thug with the right amount of J-Lo
Bills still coming by the day, so
I want 'em studying my quotes like Plato
'Cause courage is knowing what not to fear
So if ya think that I’m shook of the tough act, you’re on the gear
This ain't a pop track, talking bout "It’s hot in here"
I’m tryna make the rent off the realness they wanna hear
'Cause I've had drama in my life, and it ain't over yet
But it made me who I am, so like the ink suggests, No Regrets
If ya here to stack some chips, that’s some shit I won’t respect
My bars are born from moments where the rhythm and my soul connect
Yeah, hello
Uh... It's just a quick message about the rent
Um.. I know I'm short, and I know I'm late again
But I promise it's coming, it's coming
I work hard, it's hard work
When you're tryna put the art first
But I admit that I'm in love with the music
I'm just sick of seeing suckers abuse it, that's why
I work hard, it's hard work
When you're tryna put the art first
I admit I'm still in love with the music
I'm just sick of seeing suckers abuse it
That's true shit
Written by: Stig of the Dump
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