Spice 1 - Nobody Want Work lyrics

Plow! Ba-da-ba-a-a-ah Comin down now Spice 1 Ya know Jah man Come again Everybody wanna go to heaven But don't nobody wanna die Life's too sweet to pa** by Lookin at the hourgla**, I See how fast time fly I keep a strong will to live I be a old man with a lotta game to give I'll make the kids do somethin more positive Instead of bein like me, a thug or gee Tryin to stay up out the penitentiary I got a whole army, some r.i.p. Some stuck in a cell, some out on bail Some doin major fed time in jail I'm lookin at the world with hungry eyes Inner city full of jealousy and lies Hopin that the Lord'll hear my cries Help a young black male rise Enemies pose as friends Player never know when his life'll end Can't trust too many, can't cross the game Walk with my head down in the rain Think about greed, some disease Cause everybody rappin still gettin cheese Some think about the pain that they inflict And some don't think, just stack the chips [ CHORUS ] Everyone wan to go to heaven But nobody wan to die Mi say Everyone want a million dollar But nobody want to work Everybody want a million More jails, less schools for the children Invest in a penitentiary Makin money off n***as like you and me My God, it's the turn of the century I wonder what the game got in store for me Will it be a lotta seeds, my gees be free Or be six feet deep on the day of release? I can't stand it, lost in the game again Will I win? Nobody knows in the end I keep strugglin, pullin on the game of life Try to stay on my toes, up on the edge of knife I'm wakin up from the nightmares, who cares? God, I heard d**h comin up the stairs I got the past still hauntin me Still knowin how my enemies want me You never know when it's time to go The blind lead the blind If you don't know the game, get left behind No love, hold up, what you thinkin of? Youngsters on the corner goin dub for dub You can't tell em, cause ain't nobody payin em mo' Lost in the thug life, gone for sho' Too many young players six feet in the flo' As another one goes as modern-day hero [ CHORUS ] To other rappers that rose out the concrete, stay strong Have faith in God, it won't be too long, hold on Never lose faith in dreams Watch the next people, they canive and scheme A cold world, ghetto kids born to die Some fall in the game without a chance to fly In too deep, can't escape the drama Too much drama for a young player, young timer Pushed in the game at the age of 12 Hangin on the block, all about the mail It's hard livin, somebody gotta lace the young Before they get enough rope to leave theyself hung Hardcore livin in the projects (projects) Hustlers schemin for the profit (profit) Mo' cash comes in and go fast Toe-tags, dead homies in bodybags Where it stops, nobody knows I'm paranoid, is these enemies or foes? Can't call it, sleep with a open eye This world'll make you laugh, it'll make you cry Stay real, keep a strong mind and strive Cause what it boils down to is stayin alive n***a strugglin, keep your eye on the game And never stay the same, things always change [ CHORUS ]