long day sucking my ego in It's been a long day and it's just begun it's been a long long long long long long its been a long long day its been a long day
stop Yo, yo, I play the game with caution Sun changes, gave power creative activities bring fame and fortune Why can't you live this? All day hands
high, and cats get pealed My guys will deal with him, he got no rhythm So let the steel hit him, we speaking jail diction Hoe work and day oppression
prospect] Yo, yo, I play the game with caution Sun changes, gave power creative activities Bring fame and fortune Why can't you live this? all day hands
all this? We're given life yet we court death. For Christ's sake how long? How long, oh Lord, how long? Still we lay prostrate before a stylised figure
works and now I work I love to work, work, work, work, work, work America A country carried on the back of the working man A man with fire in his eyes and steel
of where we are Spinning around in circles Living it day to day And still twenty four hours may be sixty good years It's still not that long a stay.
m swinging on your nerves <dom pachino> Push the trigger Suddenly it bring you clarity Nights like day magnified Three point two time design Combine with steel
Prospect] Yo, yo, I play the game with caution Sun changes, gave power creative activities bring fame and fortune Why can't you live this? All day hands
feel the day Things don't change, oh no Don't you come my way Come my way See the day, oh no Don't come my way Hawks feel the day Things don't change,
are we in all this? We're given life yet we court death. For Christ's sake how long? How long, oh Lord, how long? Still we lay prostrate before a stylised
, yo, I play the game with caution Sun changes, gave power creative activities bring fame and fortune Why can't you live this? All day hands on bitches
a buckwild move So what I turn it in shall I choose, ha! Fire my steel and take the chance Of being bagged and ship up north for a long long ? I ain'
where are we in all this? We're given life yet we court death. For Christ's sake how long? How long, oh Lord, how long? Still we lay prostrate before
They remind me of where we are Spinning around in circles Living it day to day And still twenty four hours, maybe sixty good years It's still not that long
s intense like I'm swinging on your nerves Push the trigger Suddenly it bring you clarity Nights like day magnified Three point two time design Combine with steel
yo, I'm in the big black Bronco Sippin' Rimmey out the bottle From the Bronx like Billy Blanco Fortin' high-on on the throttle My shit dates back like American
