Eight Hours a Day - Snak the Ripper

Eight hours a day.

how you try, try, try to make it

In the world but very little come your way.

I got my boots on, crack of dawn, pack the bong I’m out the door

My day is long, still sore from the fucking day before

Eight to four maybe more, twice the work they pay me for

Bills due, crazy poor, never been this way before

Do my best day to day, pray this stress will fade away

So unfair, no one cares, this is life or so they say

It’s hard to understand I work my knuckles to the bone

Gotta get my rent paid, a rapper stuck without a home

So I’m out here in the cold rain, no pain, no gain

Money on my mind, the only thought inside my whole brain

No more being nice cuz that’s the guy that finish last, tryna

Get ahead fast, fore I’m dead under the grass.

(hah)

Check to check, how I live.

Drinkin' on an empty gut

Empty tank in my whip, empty bank but you know what?

I just keep on going

Keep on pushing threw the dirt.

feels

Like I don’t gotta life cuz fuck it all I do is work damn

Oh man you work so hard (for me)

Eight hours a day.

how you try, try, try to make it

In the world but very little come your way.

I got the music on, crack of dawn, stack is on, I’m in my zone

Tryna take it up a notch, watch me make it on my own

It’s in my blood it’s in my bones.

this is what I’m meant to do

Sharin' my demented views, prayers to god I sent a few

A better man I’m tryna be, ain’t no label signin' me

My family relying on me, I’m hoping one day finally

I’ll find my place, no time to waste.

My grimy face is always on

I’m tryna chase the dream and get a taste before I’m dead and gone

Out here in the thick of it, to ease the stress I’m stricken with

Nobody makin' money off my name no more I’m sick of it

Everyday same routine, Gotta play it for my team

Half man, half machine slaying fucking everything

On the road away from home.

excelling in my elements

Selling' them hella knowledge, survival of the intelligent

I just keep on going, keep on pushin' threw the dirt

Better find something you like to do before all you do is work man.

(hah)

Oh man you work so hard (for me)

Eight hours a day.

how you try, try, try to make it

In the world but very little come your way.

And you know what man, you might be a loser sitting at home saying I’m a fat

geeky mother fucker.

but you go out and you fuckin make your name known mother

fucker.

and you know what they’re gonna say?

they’re gonna say awe he’s so dope!

until they meet you in person they’re gonna be like, he’s a fat geeky mother

fucker.

but they can’t say shit to ya, they can’t say shit to ya because you

fucking grilled it.

Stompdown Killas.

Snak The Ripper reporting live.