Luyện nghe bài hát Let Me Work

Let me up my sleeves and go to work
and Damned (Just Blaze)

It's that motherfucking time
Tell my diary what's on my mind
Just play a beat, crack an ice cold Heineken
The studio that Pac got shot in, currently I'm in
If you told my younger self that this the place you me in
I would not you, these results are so astonishing
Demons chasing me, I ran Lucifer Leviathan
The beautiful and damned, I got a fetish for the things
That's a quarter million on tires that I'm driving in
Pull up the like that's just some shit to travel in
Russell triple-double averaging
Most improved player, don't know what the fuck is happening
The like "You're snappin'"
My mood's Olympic champion a fuckin' javelin
Episode 3
My rapper's Gerald, I'm a very big fan of him
You get nowhere stalling and you standing like a mannequin
Why the you panickin'?
I understand the task at

Let me
What do you about work?
Let me
I'm talkin' getting up five days a week
Brushing ya teeth, washing ass,
going into your office and making some old guy rich out
Let me up my sleeves and go to work
That's a job

It's still that muthafuckin' time
Blacking out, don't give a fuck about a
Fuck the that's just the state of mind I'm in
That's the you find me in
Look, nobody live as him
Million dollar smile that I just went and put diamonds in (yeah)
These rappers sneak diss I came up, they prolly mad I'm on
But then they transformed and changed up a Decepticon
Bunch of bootleg copying what I went platinum on
But the real, me myself and I, you all be dead and gone
Disrespect me, come to the bay, your pass is gone
My Obi-Wan is E-4-0, he game, I pass it on
Study him he the one that lasted long
This beat I go on
I took some acid, hit the booth, and started rapping strong
the studio like a decathlon
Never down, I'm tryna put my whole damn family on
Work every night, I go 'til after
To be the biggest in the world,
I'm not the one to up on

Let me
Look, you could be a bank teller, you could be a waitress
Let me
Or wash cars, clothes at a fucking boutique.
Alright listen, makin' somebody else rich
punching that clock.
You clock in, you clock out, you making money
Let me roll up my sleeves and go to
How that work?

A fucking hater's always looking, search for targets
If you don't know me, don't on me
Stick to departments
While they debate if I'm an artist
Or if I'm merging
All I really know, I'm working hardest
And the day I die, I'm hustlin', doing work regardless
I'm in my twenties, if I go I leave a perfect
A polarizing
But you could or hate me
But try and say I don't pay my dues, off,
How could they be
Nobody to make me
I did it by my
Who else did with everybody Britney Spears to Mozzy?
You New York Times you should just relax
You miss the
Bitch, I'm from the Bay, was born to bridge the
And I'm a in my city, they say "His shit slaps"
Said I'ma go and a million, I'ma get these plaques
And bring 'em to inspire every kid who raps
I'm Michael Phelps, get out my
I'm swimming different

Let me
Let me roll up my sleeves and go to