Romell "Wildman" Hoskins - Night Time lyrics

[Hook] Work all day ‘till my feet get sore Keep on working ‘till the whistle blow Oh, when the night time come It's on when the night time come Wear this mask on my face all day Smiling like I'm loving doing what you say Oh, but 'till the night time come It's on when the night time come So pops drives a bus for fifteen years, right It's at the very least the obvious cause of his tendinitis The thinning of the hair, allergies to common fare Contribute to the development of his cold stare (Gangsta) Gentlemen, (listen up) Ladies and transgressors I appreciate the offers of all your subversive efforts But to alleviate the scoffers and haters and other jesters I'mma relegate myself to the more obvious F-words f** this job, f** my boss, f** your finance I give a f** about these motherf**ers when I dance, so Friday night I cut a rug like I'm weaving it Staring at the clock waiting for five in the evening, sh** I'm leaving it immediately till Monday comes Errybody meet me I see ya fiending to feel ba** drums We can unleash all these beasts building from biting they tongues Take to the streets t**ng on freedom and a little bit drunk And singing... [Hook] Work all day ‘till my feet get sore Keep on working ‘till the whistle blow Oh, when the night time come It's on when the night time come Wear this mask on my face all day Smiling like I'm loving doing what you say Oh, but till the night time come It's on when the night time come Suit it up (yup) Who the flyest (you?) Me I'm biased (true) But really ain't nobody stepping out fresh as I is (okay) Call me Osiris (yup) King of the living dead (right) I been a ghost for five days now I'm reanimated (come on) And it's a shame To waste so much of myself on the game With no clear winner or empirical reason to play Me, I'm a player Who doesn't have a prayer Shielding my eyes occasionally to escape the glare Cause that man in the mirror look filthy I don't really know him but I know he tryna k** me I am not his skin so he always tryna peel me But having him in my heart makes my warm blood chilly, feel me? f** it, I'm American working cla** split persona Party like a rockstar, introverted loner Cubicle complacent but wait 'till I get on You gon' see a monster walking out the front door of his home Singing... [Hook] Work all day ‘till my feet get sore (feet get sore) Keep on working ‘till the whistle blow ('till that whistle blow) Oh, when the night time come (when it coming) It's on when the night time come Wear this mask on my face all day Smiling like I'm loving doing what you say Oh, but till the night time come It's on when the night time come Ain't really over it has just begun We gonna be alright when the night time come I don't wanna think about where you from I just wanna see your face when the night time come Tired of tryna figure out what I might become I just wanna sing my song when the night time come Please don't ask me 'bout all the songs I've sung I'm just trying to get by till the night time come [Outro: Frank from Men In Black] You humans, when are you gonna learn that size doesn't matter? Just cause something's important doesn't mean it's not very very small How small? Tiny. Like the size of a marble or a j**el