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Muneshine
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No Days Off
Yep, you guessed it, my life's fucking awesome Got a packet full of big bills, knocking top sick Bills to pay, not know what's the problem I only eat when I kill, enough non-sense The world's watching, better give them something hot Student loans ain't impressed with press and a bunch of props A lot of stress, I don't punch a Clark Kent beat up with a bat, you fucking snobs Get the Johnson, these are not magic tricks I'm not limited to rap, you bags of shit I'm tryin' feast, or at least have a rack of ribs Sick of scrapped eggs and a bag of chips makes me sick. If I was stroking ballads on a mandolin I'd get paid Fuck it, even on some banjo strings But the man don't sing, it's no day job No plan B, so no days off.
Seven days on week, 3 65 We get live, taking each shit and die No time to waste, ok, boss No, it's not okay, no days off.(x2)
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To be mile high sucks, 'cause I'm fly as fuck When I'm arriving for the dine and it's time for lunch And if you think that I am buying new blind enough It's on her, my own frick costs twenty nine bucks Live in a low hood with some low games run And all the low kids thinking low wings got You got low guts but the law brains off So just go to sleep and get a low plain mouth. It's all the fact smiling, don't care what that means Rock 55 souls in the same pair of jeans You won't care the scene, I take care of beats While this pair of kids play the wall like Eric B So yeah, fuck your friends like bros and Rachel My face will got rods, give them prost and pedro Twenty to two cuts on your boss's payrole Make your brain go to sleep, there's no days off.
Seven days on week, 3 65 We get live, taking each shit and die No time to waste, ok, boss No, it's not okay, no days off.(x2)
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