BIG SPROXX x ADAM BOMB – Everyday ft. T-Gramz

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EVERYDAY UNOFFICIAL VIDEO

Directed by: Jay Wills (@jaywills.co)

Produced by: Big Sproxx

Handsome House/Proletarian Music
From the album “Live From Larstone”.
Available for FREE Download at: https://thelegendadambomb.bandcamp.com/album/live-from-larstone

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‘Everyday’ Lyrics:

(T-Gramz)
It seems everyday I wake in a pile of sweat,
Got a cheque, spent that and I ain’t got a dollar left.
Hate this shit, taking hits and I ain’t got a vest,
Gotta rest but can’t, gotta make sure my daughter’s fresh.
Lot of stress but I’m coping with a Henny guzzle,
Plenty trouble, bubble, trying to make a penny double.
Barney Rubble, breaking stones on my day to day,
Keep ’em chiefin’ got the fiends leanin’ like a fadeaway.
Flava Flav cuz the clock on my chest ticks,
Baby Mama trippin’ caught me slippin’ with the next chick.
Detectives watch me close like I’m Netflix,
Tap my phone, I just want to make it home for breakfast.
After all my bills paid, it’s like I’m breaking even,
Enough to get drunk, a blunt to throw my weed in.
Fair to say, every day is like a Re-Tweet,
My life is like a CD stuck on Repeat.

Every day is like the same as the last one.
9 to 5 or on the block til the cash come.
Every day is like the same as the last one.
The love is gone, I’d give it all if I had some.
It’s so repetitive. Positive to Negative.
Can’t surrender in these dying times or we’ll never live.

(Adam Bomb)
Rise n shine, time to find another dream to chase,
I seem to waste a lot of mine trying to lead a race
They won’t even let me in, let alone let me win,
Just let me get my cheque and son/sun is set like it’s 10pm.
Couldn’t write, booked a flight to the MGM,
Came home, the love was lost, took the whole summer off.
Thought about the fakes, the mistakes and the double cross,
Glad that I was done with rap and hadn’t planned on coming back.
They heard I quit and said ‘What’s up with that?’,
Told ’em I’m too old and current shit is pretty fuckin’ wack.
Plus the fact a prefer to sip this cup of Jack,
And blackout all the misery cuz that’s just how it is with me
And differently, I don’t give a crap about this industry
But something in my head will say,
“hold up, son you better stay,
Sure this isn’t much but you’d be nothing if it went away,
Focus don’t get led astray and drop that dope shit everyday”.

Every day is like the same as the last one.
9 to 5 or on the block til the cash come.
Every day is like the same as the last one.
The love is gone, I’d give it all if I had some.
It’s so repetitive. Positive to Negative.
Can’t surrender in these dying times or we’ll never live.

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