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Spice 1
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Nobody Want Work
Lyricist:Robert Lee Green Jr., Marcus Wayne Stidham
Blow, come again
Everybody wanna go to heaven But don't nobody wanna die, life's to sweet to passby Lookin' at the hourglass, I see how fast time flies
I keep a strong will to live I be a ol' man with a lotta game to give I'll make the kids to somethin' more positive Instead of bein' like me, a thug or G
Tryin' to stay up out the penetantery I got a whole army, some RIP Some stuck in a cell, some out on bail Some doin' major fed time in jail
I'm lookin' at the world with hungry eyes Inner city full of jealousy and lies Hopin' that the Lord'll hear my cries Help a young black male rise
Enemies pose as friends Player never know when his life'll end Can't trust, too many came across the game Walk with my head down in the rain
Think about greed, some disease 'Cause, everybody rise still gettin' cheese Some think about the pain that they inflict And some don't think just stack the chips
Everyone want to go to heaven But nobody want to die I said, everyone want a million dollar But nobody want work
I said, everyone want to go to heaven But nobody want to die I said, everyone want a million dollar But nobody want work
Everybody want a million More jails, less schools for the children Invest in a penetentary Makin' money of niggas like you and me
My God, it's the turn of the century I wonder what the game got in store for me Will it be a lotta seeds, my G's be free Or be 6 feet deep on the day of release?
I can't stand it, lost in the game again Will I win? Nobody knows in the end I keep strugglin', pullin' on the game of life Try to stand on my toes up on the edge of knife
And wakin' up from the nightmares Who cares? God, I heard death comin' up the stairs I got the past still hauntin' me Still knowin' how my enemies want me
You never know when it's time to go Find more lyrics at ※ Mojim.com The blind lead the blind If you don't know the game Get left behind, no love Hold up, what you thinkin' of? Youngsters on the corner goin' dub for dub
You can't tell 'em 'cause ain't nobody payin' 'em mo' Lost in the thug life gone fo sho' Too many young playaz 6 feet in the flo' As another one goes as modern hero
Everyone want to go to heaven But nobody want to die I said, everyone want a million dollar But nobody want work
I said, everyone want to go to heaven But nobody want to die I said, everyone want a million dollar But nobody want work
To other rappers that rose out the concrete Stay strong, have faith in God It won't be too long, hold on Never lose faith and dreams Watch the next, people, they canive a scheme
A cold world, ghetto kids born to die Some fall in the game without a chance to fly In too deep, can't escape the drama Too much drama for a young playa, young timer
Pushed in the game at the age of 12 Hangin' on the block all all about the mail It's hard livin', somebody gotta lace the young Before they get enough rope to leave theyself hung
Hardcore livin' in the projects Hustlas schemin' for the profit Mo cash comes in and goes fast Toe tags dead, homies in body bags
Where it stops, nobody knows I'm paranoid Is these enemies or foe? Can't call it, sleep with a open eye This world'll make you laugh, it'll make you cry
Stay real, keep a strong mind and strive 'Cause what it boils down to is stayin' alive Nigga strugglin', keep your eye on the game And never stay, the same things always change
Everyone want to go to heaven But nobody want to die I said, everyone want a million dollar But nobody want work
I said, everyone want to go to heaven But nobody want to die I said, everyone want a million dollar But nobody want work
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