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The Miserable Genius - Workin' Man Lyrics



The Miserable Genius - Workin' Man Lyrics




Poppa was a workin man
Hustled tryna get that dough
Overtime till no more time
Riverside, Buffalo
Poppa was a workin man
Hustled tryna get that dough
Overtime till no more time
Riverside, Buffalo
My city recession hit
They don't wanna see us win
They don't wan see us live
So I gotta do it big

Grew up in Riverside, lived by the park
Momma let me play outside until it was dark
And them street lights came on, shining a yellow light
Wouldn't let me venture far 'fraid I'd be a felon type
Paranoid of the world but inside they would yell and fight
Teachers thought I was hella nice they couldn't see my hellish mind
Just a youngin who had seen more than he was prolly sposed to
Esser straight to Skillen, that's how I would go to school
Elementary rest in peace they closed down my old school
Now its nothin but a memory
And memories they mold you
She say do what Momma told you
Be all that you wanna be don't end up like you him or me
Around abandoned property
Where families live in poverty
My heart be breakin honestly
Still products of the colonies
I didn't go outside found solace in my Hip-Hop, RnB
She ignited that spark in me that made me want to achieve my dreams
Get my own Marshall Matther's CD or my own Carter 3
I do this for my family
I'm tired of seeing them suffer
They all in need of comfort

Poppa was a workin man
Hustled tryna get that dough
Overtime till no more time
Riverside, Buffalo
Poppa was a workin man
Hustled tryna get that dough
Overtime till no more time
Riverside, Buffalo
My city recession hit
They don't wanna see us win
They don't wanna see us live
So I gotta do it big

I'm just a rust belt baby I really never have much
There would be some days in school where I ain't even have lunch
Rarely saw my Papi he was busy tryna stack up
The cash, he told me man up
The world see you as cancer
They don't give a f*ck about us
I wish I had answers
But I don't so I'ma tell you now to never give up
Chase yo dreams, don't be like me, cuz I need you to live it up
And they gon treat you sinister, so move like you invisible
You could surpass the pinnacle, My life is feelin minimal
I'm killin myself at my job my body soak the chemicals
And they don't give a f*ck about me barely give me medical
But I'm so f*ckin proud of you what you doin incredible
I shed a tear for my pops
16 hours plus that overtime he workin non-stop
I used to see him come home angry
I used to think he hate me
But didn't realize the factory that he worked at was basically slavery
Seeing him suffer is why I'm aiming
Pass the sky thru the ozone
So my parents can grow old
With some money in they pockets
And some joy in they hearts
Because they boy and his art
Made music that people saw in the store and throw in they cart
But I'd be nothin without they support came a long way from us wasting days at court

Poppa was a workin man
Hustled tryna get that dough
Overtime till no more time
Riverside, Buffalo
Poppa was a workin man
Hustled tryna get that dough
Overtime till no more time
Riverside, Buffalo
My city recession hit
They don't wanna see us win
They don't wanna see us live
So I gotta do it big
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Poppa was a workin man
Hustled tryna get that dough
Overtime till no more time
Riverside, Buffalo
Poppa was a workin man
Hustled tryna get that dough
Overtime till no more time
Riverside, Buffalo
My city recession hit
They don't wanna see us win
They don't wan see us live
So I gotta do it big

Grew up in Riverside, lived by the park
Momma let me play outside until it was dark
And them street lights came on, shining a yellow light
Wouldn't let me venture far 'fraid I'd be a felon type
Paranoid of the world but inside they would yell and fight
Teachers thought I was hella nice they couldn't see my hellish mind
Just a youngin who had seen more than he was prolly sposed to
Esser straight to Skillen, that's how I would go to school
Elementary rest in peace they closed down my old school
Now its nothin but a memory
And memories they mold you
She say do what Momma told you
Be all that you wanna be don't end up like you him or me
Around abandoned property
Where families live in poverty
My heart be breakin honestly
Still products of the colonies
I didn't go outside found solace in my Hip-Hop, RnB
She ignited that spark in me that made me want to achieve my dreams
Get my own Marshall Matther's CD or my own Carter 3
I do this for my family
I'm tired of seeing them suffer
They all in need of comfort

Poppa was a workin man
Hustled tryna get that dough
Overtime till no more time
Riverside, Buffalo
Poppa was a workin man
Hustled tryna get that dough
Overtime till no more time
Riverside, Buffalo
My city recession hit
They don't wanna see us win
They don't wanna see us live
So I gotta do it big

I'm just a rust belt baby I really never have much
There would be some days in school where I ain't even have lunch
Rarely saw my Papi he was busy tryna stack up
The cash, he told me man up
The world see you as cancer
They don't give a f*ck about us
I wish I had answers
But I don't so I'ma tell you now to never give up
Chase yo dreams, don't be like me, cuz I need you to live it up
And they gon treat you sinister, so move like you invisible
You could surpass the pinnacle, My life is feelin minimal
I'm killin myself at my job my body soak the chemicals
And they don't give a f*ck about me barely give me medical
But I'm so f*ckin proud of you what you doin incredible
I shed a tear for my pops
16 hours plus that overtime he workin non-stop
I used to see him come home angry
I used to think he hate me
But didn't realize the factory that he worked at was basically slavery
Seeing him suffer is why I'm aiming
Pass the sky thru the ozone
So my parents can grow old
With some money in they pockets
And some joy in they hearts
Because they boy and his art
Made music that people saw in the store and throw in they cart
But I'd be nothin without they support came a long way from us wasting days at court

Poppa was a workin man
Hustled tryna get that dough
Overtime till no more time
Riverside, Buffalo
Poppa was a workin man
Hustled tryna get that dough
Overtime till no more time
Riverside, Buffalo
My city recession hit
They don't wanna see us win
They don't wanna see us live
So I gotta do it big
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Writer: Damiano Maravola-Malvasio
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Performed By: The Miserable Genius
Language: English
Length: 3:24
Written by: Damiano Maravola-Malvasio
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