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Zion I - In The Mornin Lyrics

Chorus:
Ahhh In the morning
Keep on working my job
Every cent
Ahhh In the morning
Keep on my working job
Every cent

Verse 1:
Fresh off the foot of the bed
I move slow
Ain't no one awake
That's why I tiptoe
Gotta keek flip go
We racing to get told
Gotta be like a baker
(In basic the stack dough)
Cheese like I'm crazy
Gotta bring back home
Gotta feed all the babies
My neighbourhood said so
Taking care of my, mother my, sisters, my brothers
When we all okay then we say lets go
Early bird get the worm
Mama said that though
Hit the block where I sot
Neighbour got mo dro
Liquor store where they go
See em drown in the O
Gold bottle in the road
Crush it under my floor
Concrete feel the heat
All up under my feet
Like the devil underneath
Keeping beef to a beat
Keep a couple of good verses
From the book of the lord
In my memories stored
Like my gun in the floor

Chorus:
Ahhh In the morning
Keep on working my job
Every cent
Ahhh In the morning
Keep on my working job
Every cent

Verse 2:
We hustle and we grind
Precision at all times
Programmed for the prison
So we used to the dying
There's a gang of young crips
G's who don't trip
And a couple young gunners
Quick to empty the clip
Don't forget about the crying
Though we numb to the pain
At the church asking why
I'm going through it again
Death runnin through the streets
You can call the police
If you wan't to rent a cop
That's controlled by the beast
At your mamas front door
Asking questions and such
Either way we're still fucked
Trouble bubbling up
From the bottom to the top
Top to the bottom
Pushers and puppets
Every governments got 'em
Feeling like it's sodom
Maybe it's Gomorrah
Couldn't find a job
Now we're sure to be poorer
Heading for the border
They're puttin up a wall
The last will be first
At the end of it all

Chorus:
Ahhh In the morning
Keep on working my job
Every cent
Ahhh In the morning
Keep on my working job
Every cent