A1:
[Intro]
Yeah this is (is, is)
(Everyday) A1- Everyday Remix
The devil ain't touchin' me
EVERYDAY
[Hook]
Everyday I gotta hustle, everyday I gotta shine (I gotta shine)
I wake up every morning with money on my mind
I gotta push my verte, I gotta drop my top (Everyday)
I gotta check my trap, I gotta hit my block (Everyday)
Oooh Every-Everyday, oooh Every-Everyday
I gotta push my verte, I gotta drop my top (Everyday)
I gotta check my trap, I gotta hit my block (Everyday)
[Verse 1]
Tryna bring the brothers back (Everyday)
I am writin' every single day- Till I get paid
Its a memory of every single beat that I've seen
And you don't have to tell me to change it I know that
I'm gettin' in the game and I hope I can bring - back
But I need to get known back
This game is survival of the fittest
Considerin' this sh** I'm turnin' rags up into riches
Think Jordan woulda' been here if he didn't score swishes?
Messi got cut, cus' he was a midget
Mad pitch to the left wing, better switch it
Conagious beat. Catch it, k** it, bin it
Razor blade words, like grab your head and trim it
Teryo Flow- k** it
Wanna be a block kid, puffin' on cigars
(I'm) not a block kid they spend life behind bars
Never have to shoot but I know I'll be a star
Imma spit five shots n***a, this ain't Iraq
But I told ya, I'm a soldier
Not a Glock, I got a clock in my holster
It's time for the beginning
(HIP HOP DEAD)
(HIP HOP DEAD)
FYFR- Deal with your singing
[Hook]
Everyday I gotta hustle, everyday I gotta shine (I gotta shine)
I wake up every morning with money on my mind
I gotta push my verte, I gotta drop my top (Everyday)
I gotta check my trap, I gotta hit my block (Everyday)
Oooh Every-Everyday, oooh Every-Everyday
I gotta push my verte, I gotta drop my top (Everyday)
I gotta check my trap, I gotta hit my block (Everyday)
[2Pac]
Right now I don't even wish to be the best
I just wanna be one of them
[A1]
Right now I don't even wish to be the best
I just wanna be one of them
[Verse 2]
Money's immortal- whatever gets me paid
I started for my mum and that's how it remains
Year ago I used to write it an' play it
Went from that to now- I'm writing everyday
Been struggling through the rain with visions of a brighter day
Too attached to rap, dunno which way to go
Can't hold back, so much pressure
I know that I have to blow
You think I'm joking- n***a no
Words flyin' out my dome
[Inaudible muttering] n***a [Inaudible muttering]
Go hard or go home
Go hard or go home
Flying to he top I let the wind take the real heart
Still heart of stone
Fusing into one that I call my own
Livin' in a concrete jungle that I have to call my home
Creamed down there- Bugsy Malone
Britain's Got Talent- Yeah that I done shown
Differently to them you can still get your liver pulled
(How?)
[Inaudible Mutter]