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On everything Come on I stay on my grind, ya I do work I get on the microphone and I go bizerk Do work, do work, do work, do work do work, do work, do work, cuz dude I do work, do work, do work, do work do work, do work, do work, all I do is do work, do work, do work, do work, do work, do work, do work, ya dude I do work, do work, do work, do work, do work, do work, do work, if you ain't know this is work I work all day, I stay on my grind na dude I don't play I grind, Grind, grind, grind kept puttin' in work now its my time to shine Never sell yourself short, givin' up is not an option Na do work, fear of failures such a toxin I shine like the sun so bright You would to if you used your brain right I gotta get out of this place Out of this town, out of this state Out of this country, out of this world SongtexteOut of the galaxy, I'm out of the universe and even still I can't seem to separate the fake from real and yeah I know ya heard the tone and it kinda hurt but I'm through being pushed aside, treated like a jerk Ya I made mistakes, trippin' tryin' to race but I can't slip, to the top of my mountain I pace and every time I think I just might make it I'm picked up, the world shifts, I'm back on the pavement But I guess that is my payment For not giving more thanks to the one that's truly famous Got a bunch of self entitled, corrupt system hypocrites Why don't you shine a light on yourself and take a look at your own life Before you go judging everybody else (Thanks to P Dallas for these lyrics) Aus Songtexte Mania