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Working the numbers âtil Iâm sick
[Verse 1: Open Mike Eagle]
Monday
Tuesday
Oozes off the clock like DalÃu00adâs
Canvases and watch hands freeze
And cease
Stuck like money
In a dead manâs squeeze
As Wednesdayâs tick tock
Pace is quickening
With images of digging
On your own self interest
So itâs not that bad
The weekendâs coming
And you need that cash
One last chance
Last show of the summer
So you gottaâ get a number
Cause the tickets go fast
The five day work week
Kicking your ass
Friday evening
And youâre finnaâ go smash
Buying drinks
To your last nickel-and-a-half
Michelob
Miller Genuine Draft
Bought your golden ticket
But you ripped it in half
If they call your number
Then youâre gonnaâ get mad
Win or lose weâre all in
Win or lose âtil the end
Win or lose weâre all in
Win or lose âtil the end
Pay your dollar
Take your ticket
Holler if we say your digits
If we call your name
Just come on stage
And take your place with winners
Do your dance and take your picture
Itâs your chance to play
Donât miss it
Please donât cast away your ticket
You might throw away your riches
[Verse 2: Dumbfoundead]
This is for that old woman
Working at Olive Garden
Holding a lot of á la cartes
Against her Dolly Partons
Blue collar
Poppinâ children
Home alone
Modern day Macaulay Culkins
Mommyâs all alone
Harassed by nasty pervs
And everyday after work
She plays scratchers worth
Another scratch or worst
Scratching backs
But no one is scratching hers
The fifteenth and the first on calendars
Is all sheâs asking for
More tips go to younger Mandy Moore
She sees no grand reward
Like scrambled porn
But one day after buying Big Spin tickets
She bought her way into fame
For fifteen minutes
Three matching numbers
Now this means winning
Became rich
Like those sweet sixteen children
Or Richie Simmons
Sixteen million
In sixteen seconds
Do you get me?
Pimpinâ
Punch in and punch out
Something thatâs done now
Sheâs moving on up
To having luncheons at Runâs house
She done bounced
Out of the slums
You dumb dumb
Thatâs an easy one now
And not some conundrum
Is it something inside us?
The luck of the Irish
Something decided
Shut up
Just go and ride it
Pay your dollar
Take your ticket
Holler if we say your digits
If we call your name
Just come on stage
And take your place with winners
Do your dance and take your picture
Itâs your chance to play
Donât miss it
Please donât cast away your ticket
You might throw away your riches
Win or lose weâre all in
Win or lose âtil the end
Win or lose weâre all in
Win or lose âtil the end
[Verse 3: Psychosiz]
Iâm just trynaâ get my number called
Like the Wondertwins
Falling outtaâ Wonder Womanâs Wonderbra
I wannaâ be the one to awe at
And all that
You ainât wit it then fall back
I ainât really trynaâ get up on all that
Iâm just trynaâ go hard on these hoes
When the lottery closes
And my numericalâs drawn
No drama
Obama inviting you to the inaugural balls
Prodical laws
Hotter than lava
Water from tropical falls
Tell Michelle
Iâm outtaâ my drawls
Jackpot
You just won the nation one debate at a time
Redundant statements
Pundits hatinâ on my grind
If you never bought a ticket
You never would of won
Or would of lost
Or could of thought
About what you should of done
Or could have come close
With one digit off
Like the thumb
From the loss
Of the funds
From the boss
Cause the drugs get to talking to you
In the parking lot of the bar
Where they thought they knew you
Sitting on ass
And tripping on acid
Putting your chickens in one basket
But itâs a bad fit
Get off that shit
- Album:
- Watergate