Work

[Hook] Work like its a sweat shop Work like its a sweat shop When I'm the studio i work like its a sweat shop Work like its a sweat shop Work like its a sweat shop When I'm the studio i work like its a sweat shop Work like its a sweat shop Work like its a sweat shop When I'm the studio i work like its a sweat shop Work like its a sweat shop Work like its a sweat shop When I'm the studio i work like its a sweat shop [Verse 1: Pj] Life's a wild ride that's what makes it a battle You get knocked off the horse then you get back on the saddle You look up to the greats Are they great that's your debate Asked them man if i was hungry what would you put on my plate You look up to them so that means that there looking down on you Don't take it to hard man because you already know its true You got trophies on your wall what are they supposed to do To raise your self esteem or to prove your chasing dreams At the end of the day it doesn't matter anyway It won't help you get a job it won't help you lose that weight People always try to tell you that you were built to break I'm trying to tell you we were built to create [Hook] [Verse 2] Don't listen to the people that try to pull you down Because their the ones that are crying when nobody is around And if you ever mess up man do you ever let it slip Because once they get a hold of you they won't let you out their grip We all go to church looking for a little fixin' We all hear the word but do we really listen They say life's a race so I'm gunning for first place But it always feels like i just landed on my face Look back up to the greats and still don't see food on my plate So i guess that makes every other one of them a fake People getting on me but they say I'm always late But their the ones watching a watch with no face [Hook] [Verse 3] When trying to separate the real from the fake Its hard to differentiate the love and the hate I'm at a cross roads in my life I don't know which route to take Should I just sit back and wait for my dreams to take shape I got an ace in my sleeve but I keep my poker face And for every man who said we were just meant to break Just put your work in and be the new slaves Work [Hook]