Mikill Pane ft Rizzle Kicks - Work (Ep album 'Dirty riders') | Текст песни

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• Mikill Pane ft Rizzle Kicks
• Work (Ep album 'Dirty riders')

Yo yo yo working working we work this we work this working for the work work yo yeah
Yo six in the morning
Hop on my BMX feeling fresh (paperboy)
Distributing people text
Right to the place you're living
That's not the only time that I deliver words with precision
Yes I might argue for the fact that I've got better rhymes
Check the way you handle bars [handlebars of a pedal bike - bars of a rap]
I'm on freaking pedal bike
I'm ahead I'm the next in line
Duuuh I came to give you somethin' like an STI [sexually transmitted infection]
Never mind next job yeah kitchen worker
I was flipping verses quicker than burgers
Licking my fingers and serving
While thinking of syllables
Working with different versions of tracks
I wanna rap yo
I'm still putting chicken in buns since
I'm still getting chicks in abundance
Believe I run this dreaming of drumkicks no drumsticks this ain't working properly
But when I got my pen in my hand you ain't the boss of me safe

Back in my home town you don't get stuff for free
Right now I'm gonna take what I'm owed now
Then work all day and week
I got my Education (Education)
My Reputation (My reputation)
Education (Reputation)
Education (oh-oh-oh) Reputation

Ey yo I never gave a sh*t about a wage
I'm glad you made my fees C's [faeces]
I'll count to one while you think about it mate
One b*tch
Time's up
You must be slow
Now count yourself lucky that I ain't used the faster flow
This is to every single boss that ever asked me to go
Before I got the chance to quit with a sarky tongue [sarky = Brit slang for sarcastic]
And just so every single one of you bastards know
The only job I ever get now starts with blow
You were just a massive ................... drawing
Putting me through sh*t I'm sure was not within the law if
I say I want my masters it doesn't mean I wanna be your slave
It means I own all my original recordings
My bars were incredibly sick but I was clocking up so many f*cking hours I developed a tick
So it's logical that numbers are history
'Cos at 9 to 5 it's near impossible to come up with 60

Back in my home town you don't get stuff for free
Right now I'm gonna take what I'm owed now
Then work all day and week
I got my Education (Education)
My Reputation (My reputation)
Education (Reputation)
Education (oh-oh-oh) Reputation

Hey hey hey hey hey education and reputation
Yo yo yo

I'm a loose cannon there's no wonder why they fired me (tell 'em n*gga)
Pass the lighter please I'd like to spark him out [spark out = knocked out from a punch]
Slap!
What a jerk and last week my grandma didn't die I just didn't wanna work
F*ck off I wanna work and I'm honest and if I'm honest you're not
Jennifer Aniston in "Horrible Bosses" so drop it
Before I drop in with my lyrics like a .... I won't work at this rate
Suck it have a sick day

The Devil's got the answer but he's got a price though
He started doing deals for it a long time ago
But for reasons beyond my control
Well I was working in a shoeshop selling the wrong type of sole
I still ain't brave enough to try and speak to Satan
But music pays enough to buy weed and trainers
So even if I earn a little bit I don't give a damn
I'm just doing this for kicks like a Rizzle fan

Back in my home town you don't get stuff for free
Right now I'm gonna take what I'm owed now
Then work all day and week
I got my Education (Education)
My Reputation (My reputation)
Education (Reputation)
Education (oh-oh-oh) Reputation