Lyrics Work - Fresh

Work
Work
Put in work
Make it work
Gone and work
Get it work
Put in work

Make it work
Gone and work
Get it work
Put in work
Make it work
Gone and work
Get it work

I'm puttin' work in 'til they close the curtain
Gon' go berserk then giving them a hurtin'
I'm puttin' work in 'til they close the curtain
Gon' go berserk then giving them a hurtin'

I'm puttin' work in 'til they close the curtain
Gon' go berserk then giving them a hurtin'
I'm puttin' work in 'til they close the curtain
Gon' go berserk then giving them a hurtin'

I'm the seed of blackness
Check out the lean in my stature
I'm certified, seen with binoculars
You could never find another queen who can capture
From the temples to the ghetto, slums get 'em enraptured

I'm a trailblazer
I'm a hell raiser
I'm already major
I don't need no favours

I got seven black ass names to choke your tongue
I got a calling on my life that'll get you done
I'm deeply rooted, my scalp ain't never felt no perm
Darkly suited, like I'm back from a case adjourned

Black as the hole in your mama's universe where you was formed
The point of no return where field niggas are born
Branded by the scorn, lusting black body porn
Mass of brown babies scattered round like corn

Henrietta lacks, EG what I'm on
We some super blacks, DC B-more
Stand up in the back, where you at? Hardcore
Now get 'em on the floor, get 'em, get 'em on the floor

Make it work
Gone and work
Get it work
Put in work
Make it work
Gone and work
Get it work

I'm puttin' work in 'til they close the curtain
Gon' go berserk then giving them a hurtin'
I'm puttin' work in 'til they close the curtain
Gon' go berserk then giving them a hurtin'

I'm too saucy, bitch get off me
You couldn't even deal with the shit this cost me
I was black back when black wasn't a trend
I was too black for you new blacks to let me in

You was scared I would say something that might offend
A little black is an accent, a lotta black is threatening
Most of y'all are too scared to be yourselves
You'd rather trade your freedom in for a comfortable cell

And I get it, you've worked hard for the spot you got
Ain't trying to have no field nigga making the block hot
You surprised I'm still alive and better than ever
Shining like new money, still upsetting the setup

Ha!
Queen of culture
Bringing disease to you vultures
Watching me like a pin-up poster
Copying my steez like a counterfeit sculpture
But that God frequency is just dripping off her

Alhamdulillah, high priestess of these bars
I'm a quadruple threat, nebular superstar
I'm too big to stay in my lane, murder you all
I'm staking my claim, I'm a hurricane avatar

This ain't that palatable black
Manageable tact, matter of fact
It's that Hannibal attack
Flammable yak in your back

This ain't that knee bent
Kente cloth accent for appeasement
This that chain shattering black
Take a moment for bereavement