Spice 1 - Nobody Want Work lyrics

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(Verse 1)

Everybody wanna go to heaven but don't nobody wanna die

Life's to sweet to pass by

Lookin at the hourglass I

See how fast time fly

I keep a strong will to live

I be a ol' man with a lotta game to give

I'll make the kids to somethin more positive

Instead of beein like me

A thug or G

Tryin to stay up out the penetantery

I got a whole army

Some R.I.P.

Some stuck in a cell some out on bail

Some doin major fed time in jail

I'm lookin at the world with hungry eyes

Innercity full of jealousy and lies

Hopin that the Lord'll hear my cries

Help a young black male rise

Enemies pose as friends

Player never know when his life'll end

Can't trust too many

Came across the game

Walk with my head down in the rain

Think about greed

Some disease

Cause everybody rise still gettin cheese

Some think about the pain

That they inflict

And some don't think just stack the chips

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Everyone want to go to heaven

But nobody want to die(nobody want to dieee)

Everyone want a million dollar

But nobody want woo-oork(nobody want wooork)

(Verse 2)

Everbody want a million

More jails less schools for the children

Invest in a penetentary

Makin money off niggas like you and me

My God its the turn of the century

I wonder what the game got in store for me

Will it be

A lotta seeds

My G's be free

Or be 6 feet deep on the day of release

I can't stand it

Lost in the game again

Will I win

Nobody knows in the end

I keep strugglin

Pullin on the game of life

Try to stand on my toes up on the edge of knife

And wakin up from the nightmares

Who cares

God I heard death comin up the stairs

I got the past still hauntin me

Still knowin how my enemies want me

You never know when it's time to go

The blind lead the blind

If you don't know the game

Get left behind

No love

Hold up what you thinkin of

Youngsters on the corner

Goin dub for dub

You can't tell em

Cause ain't nobody payin em mo'

Lost in the thug life gone fo sho'

Too many young playaz 6 feet in the flo'

As another one goes as modern-day hero

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(Verse 3)

To other rappers that rose out the concrete

Stay strong have faith in god

It won't be too long

Hold on

Never lose faith and dreams

Watch the next

People they canive a scheme

A cold world

Ghetto kids born to die

Some fall in the game without a chance to fly

In too deep

Can't escape the drama

Too much drama for a young playa

Young timer

Pushed in the game at the age of 12

Hangin on the block all all about the mail

It's hard livin

Somebody gotta lace the young

Before they get enough rope to leave theyself hung

Hardcore,livin in the projects

Hustlas schemin for the profit

Mo cash

Comes in and goes fast

Toe-tags dead homies in body bags

Where it stops

Nobody knows I'm paranoid

Is these enemies or foes

Can't call it

Sleep with a open eye

This world'll make you laugh it'll make you cry

Stay real

Keep a strong mind and strive

Cause what it boils down to is stayin alive

Nigga strugglin

Keep your eye on the game

And never stay the same

Things always change

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