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(feat. Cee-Lo Green & Dj Craze) [Chorus: x2] It' just the same shit different day we pretend to work while they pretend to pay daydreamin' all day after day every minute, every hour, that I'm spending awake [Verse 1:] Big city bright lights Every night roll the dice Alley cat, walk the strip, lookin for some dynamite Dirty streets, heroin chic, knuckleheaded types See the beast tryin to get fed on gangster look-alikes Moons full wonderful The way the city glows Walkin past wannabees frontin like they ain't really broke Out of towners spending their cash trying to forget their homes Imitating some lifestyle seen on a video Living the dream's getting harder as I sleep So I stay awake blunted pounding the concrete 1-2, you with me? Cuz radio don't get me yo my demographics are graphic and labeled risky Week nights, I notice carry certain kind of vibes Locals and connections get connected wined and dined Weekends, the scene continues but the crowd will change Letras de canciones9-5ers blowin they're checks, washing the week away make it crunk, make it bump, cause im in a rut get me drunk, Monday come hopefully I'm numb getting funds never as fun as when your spending em' hopefully I'm broke as hell when the grim reaper come. [Chorus: x2] It' just the same shit different day we pretend to work while they pretend to pay daydreamin' all day after day every minute, every hour, that I'm spending awake Let's get buck, raise em' up before the night is up Speakers blast, people dance, time to have some fun Get some ass, have a laugh, watch the sun come up Make it last cause tommorow's back to offices Huh...That's right, that's right, that's right All I wanna do is take a load off tonight get high(repeat) [Chorus: x2] It' just the same shit different day we pretend to work while they pretend to pay daydreamin' all day after day every minute, every hour, that I'm spending awake I used to wake up in the morning and hop on the express Yellow line Q, headed towards a job with a desk Workin for checks, walkin asleep, dreaming concepts Zombie rushin to get a seat before the train jets Pack em in' Nice and tight headed downtown to fight Any and everyone that step in front of my 9-5 Get it right, clock em' in homie yo that's what happenin Maybe I'm just a robot functioning off of oxygen My daddy told me it's routine Feelin a little stuck when you ain't livin your dreams Right now it seems there's no escape Feelin so outta place Got caught in the system on some matrix database [Chorus: x2] It' just the same shit different day we pretend to work while they pretend to pay daydreamin' all day after day every minute, every hour, that I'm spending awake From Letras Mania