Clown of the Class (Work Harder)

You know you really prey when they circling

You feel the thirst, I got to 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 ceilings burst, a gust of wind and rain gave that dirt a rinse

It's simple first, everything get strange, there's no deserting shit

Buildings burn, the fuck up out my face wit' all that purpin' shit

No wheel to turn, too astray, there's no return in him

You kill to earn just to fix a plate, feel the nourishment

My foot on curb, you by the window pane 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 burp, tryin' to mask the angst 'fore it surfaces

We still at work, just a different day, different purposes

Bill a verse, I have to flick a page, put a word in it

You know you really prey

I can see you out there

Just standing on your axis

I can see it all

While some of us are up here working

And this is not working

Work harder