Clown of the Class (Work Harder)

You know you really prey when they circling You feel the thirst, I gotta flick a page, put a word in it I'm still at work, growing from the pains, but it's permanent It hurt, you couldn't hold the weight a nigga working with and still exert Above the flames I was hurdling, the ceiling's burst A gust of wind and rain gave that dirt a rinse, it's simple first When everything get strange, there's no deserting shit Buildings burn, the fuck up out my face with all that purpin' shit No wheel to turn, led too astray, there's no returning him You kill to earn, just to fix a plate, feel the nourishment My foot on curb, you by the windowpane still observing it This crooked earth, high, it feel the same but came with turbulence Can't shield the worst, rewinding in your brain, rehearsing scripts Ain't heal or learn, bottled in the rage and the urges slip Tequila burps, tryna mask the angst 'fore it surfaces I'm still at work, just a different day, different purposes Bill a verse, had to flick a page, put a word in it, uh You know you really prey 'Cause I can see you out there just sittin' on your asses I can see it all Well, some of us are out here working And if it's not working, work harder