All Day Songtext
von The Afeeliated

Yeah, ayo we
Work hard like a boss was watchin′ us
Uh-uh-uh, boss was watchin' us
Goin′ far like the cops was on to us
Uh-uh-uh, cops was on to us
Work hard like a boss was watchin' us
Uh-uh, uh, boss was watchin' us
Goin′ far like the cops was on to us
Uh, uh, ay

Ayo, we rock with the rhythm
Fly up in the villain like Osama and the villains
Vinyl and B-boys spinnin′

Here come the pain like when a dentist starts drillin'
The hip-hop ship started sinkin′, we started to swim in
A different direction than our competition
Local hot shots got me thinkin' the


Sky′s the limit so why mine is ceilin'?
Like props and women, I′ll probably never get 'em
But we profit where they fit in, so ha-ha-ha-ha-ha
People love us more when they check out your facade

Go 'head, go get head, we′ll step aside
See only we extended our repertoire
Rest of our dogs type of damage to your ears
Been at it for a year
Through agony and cheer, matter of fact, yeah
As far as roller coasters, we ride ours
And like Viagra overdoses, we die hard

Get up early and work it all day
Diligently killin′ 'em, work before play
League the lyricists to stairs and hallways
And Bishop spinnin′ dishes that are gourmet
Ayo we get up early and work it all day
Diligently killin' ′em, work before play
League the lyricists to stairs and hallways
And Bishop spinnin' dishes that are gourmet

It goes
Uh, yeah, all day, all day, y′all
Uh, yeah, all day, uh, all day


Ayo, ay
As a kid I always

Wanted a little brother like Pooh and Phonte
Instead I got a Walkman and some raw tapes
That Walkman surely made this man walk the way I walk today

Uh, today's majority write they name in the sand
We bringin' on the waves
If shit go by the plan in my older days
I′ll play those same tapes for my daughter Shorty and say that we

Made it son, we was livin′ as Globetrotters
Bishop was my road partner and we was rippin' shows harder
Than my dick was backstage when I accidentally met your mama
By the way, Grandma J-Lo used to be a lot hotter
But yo, back to what I was sayin′ and what was happenin'

Back when we was scratchin′ and rappin' and clappin′ hands
When the game's lack of craftiness was our advantage and we
Started backpackin', played in Paris and in Amsterdam
(I′ll be damned)
Son, you should′ve seen your grandpa then
Travelin' the African map and then comin′ back again

Rockin' various establishments with our fam and friends
Was our passion and a way to get the cash for rent
Had a Benz? No son, we had a caravan
That we lived slash worked slash toured and traveled in
I′m forced to add a thing though
To get to ride how we rode
You gotta, gotta be focused and gotta know

Got up early and worked it all day
Diligently killin' ′em, work before play
League the lyricists to stairs and hallways
And Bishop spinnin' dishes that are gourmet
Ayo we get up early and work it all day
Diligently killin' ′em, work before play
League the lyricists to stairs and hallways
And Bishop spinnin′ dishes that are gourmet

It goes
Uh, yeah, all day, all day, y'all
Uh, yeah, all day, uh, all day