[Intro:ForestPunk]
Mama told me there'd be days like this...
[Verse:ForestPunk]
Torch in the eyes of an orphan at night
Flip more bricks before the porkers arrive
Heat force in a nine, pulled when scorchin' the swine
Bad wolf with a hunger and these war pigs is mine
Gotta' do what I gotta' do, got a block to move
Yeah, like it's Tetris with this box of tools
Or like an architect, sh**, and my job's to choose
To build stacks or my baby gets no socks or shoes
And yeah God's for fools, no shine in the blackest of holes
n***as ain't lazarus so f** the nazareth jokes
Dealin' with these rattlesnakes with these stabbin' fangs
And f** being a average a** chattel slave
Flippin' fat burgers or an office cash earner
I'd rather break the law as an awful Nat Turner
sh**, all I feel is Weedy-ness and anger
Stranger to my kind cuz' my species is endangered
Chorus:
See they make money, so they can take money
Because it's fake money
Gotta' do , Gotta' Do, gotta' do
Gotta' do what you gotta' do