Work Everyday Lyrics - Mourning In America And Dreaming In Color - Brother Ali

Damn, man. I'm broker than an old VCR, man. I need a job. Are they hiring at your 

Job? I got a stack of red bills at my house. It looks like Valentine's Day at the crib. My 

Kids are eating left-over leftovers, man. I can't fool them no more. It's job time 

Got to work every day 

Got to work every day 

My God there's got to be more to life than this 

There's got to be a bigger reason that I exist 

Work to eat to earn my keep 

To ensure somewhere to sleep and spend the weekend buying shit 

Don't need economists to know I need pot to piss 

Follow politics man I ain't got time to think 

What I got to set aside for my retirement 

Cop a double shift pay somebody to watch the kids 

Sick of all this but can't take an off day 

Doctor's office I can't swing the co pay 

Trapped in a network luck just to get work 

They celebrate every week nobody gets hurt 

Greed could never leave well enough alone 

They keep on squeezing till we bleed from every bone 

And we'll strive hard and stress about the rent 

Probably still die poor and in debt without a cent but 

I guess I'll carry my ass down to the county and see what they're talking about. But 

You know they treat you like you shot somebody just because you need a little help 

You're telling my you ain't never been down on your luck 

Never tried to make them ends meet but just got stuck 

Never slaved at a gig like a bum with a cup 

Added all your pennies up and you still ain't had enough 

And the jobs full up they ain't hiring 

I'm barely surviving not enough to get by with 

Hunger is a constant problem stomach steady growling 

People getting shot in my environment 

Study go to college is what them people hollering 

Too many road blocks in the way its not an option 

To say that its impossible I would be lying 

But you ain't got a chance if you're not up in that top ten 

A couple got a scholarship but I am not them 

Ain't got the skills to pay the bills so my pockets are thin 

So until I cop a gig and my hardship ends 

Fixing to line my self up at your welfare office again 

And I expect to be accepted as the man that I am 

Respectfully and appreciatively Ma'am 

God damn you must be out of your mind 

Do you see this Tea Party stuff, man? Them people look broke their damn self. Are 

People stressing here's the question 

How they get people drinking tea in a recession 

It's deception how absurd is this 

How are so many poor people conservative 

A pro artist I put it in the good music 

A con artist job's to make you look stupid 

Lookie here I'll teach you how to look trough it 

First thing you need to know every con got a hook to it 

They seduce you with a little wealth 

Say you could have some of these crumbs for yourself 

If the government doesn't make us help anyone else 

You stuck a red sign on your foreclosed house 

Make you think you're taking back your nation 

Then they turn it over to a major corporation 

Those companies took the jobs overseas 

And you handed them the wallet out your pocket for free 

You're staring in the sky with dollar signs for eyes 

The blind right wing of a bird that can't fly 

Just a peacock with a poked out gut 

Who's too fat to fly so his ass just strut but 

They're so criminal minded we've been blinded 

Looking for an honest job and can't find it 

They got a job bill we got a light bill 

If we don't pay ours our life is quite real 

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