Pete Cannon - Hard Work lyrics

[Verse 1] I can turn my hand to any style I want, depending on what vibe I'm on Love, peace and happiness to bang him with an iron rod Whiney little Emo, to an ego like I'm a god And I could make a pile of gwop but f** it I just pied it off Cause I refuse to compromise my lot just for the sterling I'm me for every penny of those pounds that I've been earning And one thing that's for certain, I'll keep the fire burning And stay true to myself until I face the final curtain I've been working like a dog, please forgive me if I bark a bit I don't give a toss if you're a badman when your bars are sh** f** a major label if they don't know how to market this/ A living definition of what an independent artist is So bump your system loud Turn you music up, I came to bun the system down Keep ice and chains, I ain't come to piss about This a different sound, I'll k** it til the industry is disembowelled [Verse 2] It's time to get the money in Styles raw enough to make ya eyes water like an onion Tell the truth I tryna be a funny 'en Bring the greatest of all time and I'ma punish him I build my brand from the ground up I've been broke now I'm tryna get the pounds up For now the whole brow stays frowned up Until I see the figures in my bank account mount up Grinding like a coke heads teeth Bars are intricately woven so the flow gets peak I want paying but ain't making no processed cheese Cause I ain't tryna write a track about a Rolex Sweep Peep.. it gets deep without an aqua lung So there's pa**ion in the bars when I'm rapping ‘em I syncopate the war cry to the banging drum Can in hand, mastering my art like Alex Young [Verse 3] I work twice as hard as the next guy On the hustle til the second that the cheques signed I don't believe that I can settle in my next life You're only here once you know and homie, I'm a get mine But I ain't all about the peso I don't play thug with the right amount of J-Lo Bills still come in by the day so I want 'em studying my quotes like Plato Cause courage is knowing what not to fear So if ya think that I'm shook of the tough act you're on the gear This ain't a pop track, talking bout it's hot in here I'm tryna make the rent off the realness they wanna hear Cause I've had drama in my life and it ain't over yet But it made me who I am so like the ink suggests, No Regrets If ya here to stack some chips, that's some sh** I won't respect My bars are born from moments where the rhythm and my soul connect [Outro] I work hard, it's hard work When you're tryna put the art first But I admit that I'm in love with the music I'm just sick of seeing s**ers abuse it, that's why I work hard, it's hard work When you're tryna put the art first I admit I'm still in love with the music I'm just sick of seeing s**ers abuse it That's true sh**