AmpLive - In The Mornin' (Caged Bird Part 2) lyrics

Chorus: Ahhh In the morning Keep on working my job Every cent Ahhh In the morning Keep on my working job Every cent Verse 1: Fresh off the foot of the bed I move slow Ain't no one awake That's why I tiptoe Gotta keek flip go We racing to get told Gotta be like a baker (In basic the stagnole?) Cheese like I'm crazy Gotta bring back home Gotta feed all the babies My neighbourhood said so Taking care of my, mother my, sisters, my brothers When we all okay then we say lets go Early bird get the worm Mama said that though Hit the block where I sot Neighbour got mo dro Liquor store where they go See em drown in the O Gold bottle in the road Crush it under my floor Concrete feel the heat All up under my feet Like the devil underneath Keeping beef to a beat Keep a couple of good verses From the book of the lord In my memories stored Like my gun in the floor Chorus: Ahhh In the morning Keep on working my job Every cent Ahhh In the morning Keep on my working job Every cent Verse 2: We hustle and we grind Precision at all times Programmed for the prison So we used to the dying There's a gang of young crips G's who don't trip And a couple young gunners Quick to empty the clip Don't forget about the crying Though we numb to the pain At the church asking why I'm going through it again d**h runnin through the streets You can call the police If you wan't to rent a cop That's controlled by the beast At your mamas front door Asking questions and such Either way we're still f**ed Trouble bubbling up From the bottom to the top Top to the bottom Pushers and puppets Every governments got 'em Feeling like it's sodom Maybe it's Gomorrah Couldn't find a job Now we're sure to be poorer Heading for the border They're puttin up a wall The last will be first At the end of it all Chorus: Ahhh In the morning Keep on working my job Every cent Ahhh In the morning Keep on my working job Every cent