The Work (Part II) 2 Mello
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[Chorus]
Save the work for another day
Then you ain't never gonna hear them say wow
Can either back it up or give it up now
I've already beat you
You gotta work if you wanna play
If you don't like it then you're on your way out
Don't come in with me, choose another route
I've already beat you
[Verse 1]
I sacrifice the sunshine
My works stop time and start time is undefined
I learned to fold the samples up to the paper lines
And have no role models for what I'm making mine
Heavy designs on a light budget, there's been more years where people didn't love it
My growth stunted by parents hopes that I'd amount to something
As I was gunning, much harder than any teen
With the dream of being signed to a label so they could see
That's so me that it hurts
Always wanted to be what people understood
When they ask me what I do my answer's almost never good
I stumble over preconceptions, guy like me says I'm a rapper, there's gonna be many more questions
And do I have to play an instrument to be music worthy
I haven't mastered one but I can write for thirty
Even in my circles they spin me and look at me dirty
I'm almost thirty but I speak like a child, make beats like a child, it's wild
Save the work for another day
Then you ain't never gonna hear them say wow
Can either back it up or give it up now
I've already beat you
You gotta work if you wanna play
If you don't like it then you're on your way out
Don't come in with me, choose another route
I've already beat you
[Verse 1]
I sacrifice the sunshine
My works stop time and start time is undefined
I learned to fold the samples up to the paper lines
And have no role models for what I'm making mine
Heavy designs on a light budget, there's been more years where people didn't love it
My growth stunted by parents hopes that I'd amount to something
As I was gunning, much harder than any teen
With the dream of being signed to a label so they could see
That's so me that it hurts
Always wanted to be what people understood
When they ask me what I do my answer's almost never good
I stumble over preconceptions, guy like me says I'm a rapper, there's gonna be many more questions
And do I have to play an instrument to be music worthy
I haven't mastered one but I can write for thirty
Even in my circles they spin me and look at me dirty
I'm almost thirty but I speak like a child, make beats like a child, it's wild
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