Hard Labor

Hard Labour

Early morning waking

Back is aching

7 am pick up

Demolition

Back breaking

Coffee’s on the go

No time for eggs n bacon

No Hipster in this pose

Swing a sludge

Show who’s faking!

Hard labour built this nation

Not the market you’ve forsaken

With the working population

Layered in the cold

Working hard for job creation

Try to break us down

We’re patient

Waiting, anticipating

Tired in anticipation

Not taking what you’re baiting

No reserve for debations

Make another reservation

No work

No food

No time for contemplation

This is for my dead generations

Hard Labour and a rap did that

Brooklyn put me up

Guaranteed I brought it back x 2

Overtime hours

Miss the kids

Dirt works paying

Not picking up bids

Gotta cross these borders

Conquest this biz

Cause you wrote a lot of pop

But it’s written for little kids

Ones we’re with

Don’t talk about did

Done and doing it

While we pop these lids

Kids are cold n hungry

We burn these cribs

There’s a fire storm coming

And you ain’t seen this

So, tie that bib

Give your ass a kiss

Cause you don’t know what ya got

Till it’s something you miss

We’re non stop

From the port to the block

With our eyes on the clock

Tick tick

Tick toc

Hard Labour and a rap did that

Brooklyn put me up

Guaranteed I brought it back x 2

Riding on a rainbow

Never find the end though

Falling through the ice

I’m arms with my friends so

Dreamers gotta dream

You will never get that

We’ve been working so hard

We won’t ever find our way back

We’re hay in the needle pile

You’re needles in the hay stack

Light a match

On a big screen

We could bring it HD

I don’t really care

If my passions in debate

Words are easy

Actions are harder

Easy locking doors

Harder bending bars

Time to get what’s ours

Called up Rench

Messing with a dubplate

Find me down in Brooklyn,

Cooking up a mixtape

Hard Labour and a rap did that

Brooklyn put me up

Guaranteed I brought it back x 4