We Workin' - M-Child

Kamikaze niggas in this motherfucker just trying to maintain

On a mission for paper, nigga, or fucking chump change

Being broke is lame, so if you try to stop this thing

We gonna melt your brain, we ain’t going;

we workin', man

I took a time out with you hoes, put my dick back in my pants

Concentrating on music and making my fans dance

For the love of money, I be on it to represent it

I ain’t got shit else to do but make it so I can spend it

Niggas, they got they mug on, 'cause I’m coming up

Trying to look me up, internet me up, shove me up

It’s impossible, baby, 'cause I was born with this shit

When I was in my mother’s stomach, I was writing rhymes, bitch

Being me, you can never deal with feelings, I will hurt 'em

Get on a nigga’s nerves, make the nigga say I’m worse 'im

I’m telling you the truth, to you I’m telling no lie

So pay attention, take notes, look me in my fucking eye

It’s time to break some bread, fuck what the other niggas said

'cause rumors, they big as boomers, leaving niggas mislead

'Til they jaded I’m dead, I’ma record and record

As long as Mack and Stan provided me with some noise

I be rapping from the hard, that’s where my shit be bumping

That’s why niggas be thumping, niggas and women jumping

Yelling my name, telling your friends that you know me

Talking behind my back, but respect you better show me

No bullshit, I got issues to discuss

Intelligent nigga, but got a lot of bad luck

A lot of pain, making a nigga yell, «fuck it.»

Situation gone bad, and most of you haters love it

On top of my game, learning how the game goes

Start small-time, but like grass, watch, I’ll grow

A very busy man, niggas don’t understand

I don’t fuck up like I used to because I got plans

Subway nigga working, I’m dropping track after track

Mind hurting, from writing rhymes, nigga, back to back

But it’s gon' pay off, a patient nigga deserve it

When it come my time to splurge it, my nigga, I won’t be nervous

Satisfaction is guaranteed, if you pick up my CD

Beat you and the thug, produced by Scan and Mack MC

Never can we be stopped in this rap industry

I got it locked, never will it slip from under me

Dedicated to rap, shit, working all night

It was love at first sight, when I saw my first mic

But anyway, I’m on a level pass man

Saw rappers looking goofy with they fingers in they ass

Some niggas talking shit, but we taking 'em out like trash

Mass destruction, negotiation to a blast

We workin', nigga, we got our shit together, nigga

And we gon' celebrate when it’s over, off-top, nigga

A job well done, taking a toast to music

A shout-out to God, real music;

forever use it

Sickily biz, don’t fuck around, never jive

Be in the studio working way more than nine to five