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"Every Other Day" is a track by Masta Ace, from the album Disposable Arts, released 16th October 2001. Full lyrics are available below.
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[Hook: Mr. Lee Gee and S.A.S.] If you want to be winner The streets stay cold Everybody turn sinner So you can feel the heat So a better you go simmer ‘Cause everybody ready fi dem lunch and dinner Every other day we see the sign of the time No mutherfucker you not gonna take mines Every other day we see the fake ass lies Run it all day, red eyes on the prize [Verse 1: Masta Ace] Welcome everybody to the rap crucifixion Every other day it’s like a brand new conviction Another nigga down ‘cause he just didn’t listen We the same mission trying to get out of his position Listen, it doesn’t matter if you’re Muslim or Christian Everybody need a little food in the kitchen Hindus and Jews, they all feel the tension And any other race or religion I didn’t mention You hit the streets try to earn a little cheddar Hoping that the cheddar’ll make your life a little better Walking through the hood in the hundred dollar sweater Looking at these cats that you’re trying to stay ahead of See, what you’re facing is a wild situation The hardest thing to do is try to be a little patient Life is like a track and everybody racing You about to get caught by the same shit you chasin’ [Hook: Mr. Lee Gee and S.A.S.] If you want to be winner The streets stay cold Everybody turn sinner So you can feel the heat So a better you go simmer ‘Cause everybody ready fi dem lunch and dinner Every other day we see the sign of the time No mutherfucker you not gonna take mines Every other day we see the fake ass lies Run it all day, red eyes on the prize [Verse 2: Masta Ace] I hope one day it might be a little clearer You want to find the trouble take a look in the mirror Mom’s tried to tell you but you just didn’t hear her Now every other day it’s like the end’s getting nearer Up in the clubs like a feel in the terror Every other rapper fighting for a hit like Carrera So recognize we live in a new rap era Money, cash, hoes – the Guantanamera Ain’t nothing changed! Everyone still want the Benz and the Range Everybody still want the gems and the chains Everybody got a few friends in the game and they still act strange The only thing different is the color of the Tims The only thing different is the size of the rims Now we got Foxy Browns and Little Kims But they still fight, like Antoinette and Mc Lyte [Hook: Mr. Lee Gee and S.A.S.] If you want to be winner The streets stay cold Everybody turn sinner So you can feel the heat So a better you go simmer ‘Cause everybody ready fi dem lunch and dinner Every other day we see the sign of the time No mutherfucker you not gonna take mines Every other day we see the fake ass lies Run it all day, red eyes on the prize Every other day we see the sign of the time No mutherfucker you not gonna take mines Every other day we see the fake ass lies Run it all day, red eyes on the prize [Bridge: Masta Ace] If you’re on the block Turn up the music If you’re playing ball in the park Turn up the music If you’re out on a bench Turn up the music If you sitting in your living room Turn up the music If you can’t pay your rent Turn up the music If you’re slingin’ on the ave Turn up the music If you’re trying to feed your family Turn up the music Every other day Turn up the music [?] [Hook: Mr. Lee Gee and S.A.S.] If you want to be winner The streets stay cold Everybody turn sinner So you can feel the heat So a better you go simmer ‘Cause everybody ready fi dem lunch and dinner Every other day we see the sign of the time No mutherfucker you not gonna take mines Every other day we see the fake ass lies Run it all day, red eyes on the prize
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