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Labour Day Video (MV)




Performed By: Ekke
Length: 2:55
Written by: Ekke Kanda




Ekke - Labour Day Lyrics




I'm bout to black on this beat
I got a list of problems that been nagging at me
I'd like to take the floor and give it vaginal leaks
I only ever sweat if I'm with Shaq in the heat
And yo, I
Swear that ain't nobody cool in my gang
They always down to get on it if you with the games
I function on a level only few can attain
Fuel in my tank shooting through me
Why my tuning is strange
And I

Got a f*cked up mind with a bottomless cap
Always blunt sometimes and I'm often a brat
And the whole crew hunt cause we caught in the trap
What the f*ck's more popping than that? that
Got a one-track mind with a bottomless cap
Always blunt sometimes and I'm often a brat
And the whole crew hunt cause we caught in the trap
What the f*ck's more popping than that?

Let me see you put in work for it
Work for it, work for it
Work, work work
Just work for it, work for it
What the f*ck's more poppin' than that?

Will to the max; you ain't filling up jack
Still Bill, I will kill if you should spill on my mat
Feeling a tad irritable if I'm tickled to act
Shit'll get shat
It's as simple as that, so get back
Because I'm
I'm bout to black on this beat
My name is Ekke Kanda; I'm from Ghana, my G
Just flew up out Wakanda with Tchala, the son of Tchaka
We don't really f*ck with chaka chaka, paddy
So when you see me in my three piece dashiki briefing Rafiki on Safari in Harare
Believe me shit can get beastly, cause I

Got a f*cked up mind with a bottomless cap
Always blunt sometimes and I'm often a brat
And the whole crew hunt cause we caught in the trap
What the f*ck's more popping than that? that
Got a one-track mind with a bottomless cap
Always blunt sometimes and I'm often a brat
And the whole crew hunt cause we caught in the trap
What the f*ck's more popping than that?

Let me see you put in work for it
Work for it, work for it
Work, work work
Just work for it, work for it
What the f*ck's more poppin' than that?

Let me see you put in work for it
To burst forward, at first you need purpose - something to work towards
Works more if you thirst for it
Assert your inner Durden and get insurgent in your search for it
Search warrants ain't ensured for it
But for sure I've heard before if you're foraging for some fortune
Then court skipping is important for forming and pushing surge forward
So I only do reverse orders
And I been telling these suckers I bring the ruckus in a rucksack
Hopped out the cutlass and got to cutting up a cut lass
Stuck at the summit; I see you struggling to trudge in the mud
It must be discouraging licking muck inside a rough patch
Yeah
I'm bout to black on this beat
And kick some shit so dark, it makes he ancestors weep
Prepare to feel the fury of an African freak
Trapping for keeps making jackets out of Canada's geese
So man, you better duck when I'm driving or get to shuffling
And jiving before you bloody up my passenger's seat
Because I

Got a f*cked up mind with a bottomless cap
Always blunt sometimes and I'm often a brat
And the whole crew hunt cause we caught in the trap
What the f*ck's more popping than that? that
Got a one-track mind with a bottomless cap
Always blunt sometimes and I'm often a brat
And the whole crew hunt cause we caught in the trap
What the f*ck's more popping than that?

Let me see you put in work for it
Work for it, work for it
Work, work work
Just work for it, work for it
What the f*ck's more poppin' than that?
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I'm bout to black on this beat
I got a list of problems that been nagging at me
I'd like to take the floor and give it vaginal leaks
I only ever sweat if I'm with Shaq in the heat
And yo, I
Swear that ain't nobody cool in my gang
They always down to get on it if you with the games
I function on a level only few can attain
Fuel in my tank shooting through me
Why my tuning is strange
And I

Got a f*cked up mind with a bottomless cap
Always blunt sometimes and I'm often a brat
And the whole crew hunt cause we caught in the trap
What the f*ck's more popping than that? that
Got a one-track mind with a bottomless cap
Always blunt sometimes and I'm often a brat
And the whole crew hunt cause we caught in the trap
What the f*ck's more popping than that?

Let me see you put in work for it
Work for it, work for it
Work, work work
Just work for it, work for it
What the f*ck's more poppin' than that?

Will to the max; you ain't filling up jack
Still Bill, I will kill if you should spill on my mat
Feeling a tad irritable if I'm tickled to act
Shit'll get shat
It's as simple as that, so get back
Because I'm
I'm bout to black on this beat
My name is Ekke Kanda; I'm from Ghana, my G
Just flew up out Wakanda with Tchala, the son of Tchaka
We don't really f*ck with chaka chaka, paddy
So when you see me in my three piece dashiki briefing Rafiki on Safari in Harare
Believe me shit can get beastly, cause I

Got a f*cked up mind with a bottomless cap
Always blunt sometimes and I'm often a brat
And the whole crew hunt cause we caught in the trap
What the f*ck's more popping than that? that
Got a one-track mind with a bottomless cap
Always blunt sometimes and I'm often a brat
And the whole crew hunt cause we caught in the trap
What the f*ck's more popping than that?

Let me see you put in work for it
Work for it, work for it
Work, work work
Just work for it, work for it
What the f*ck's more poppin' than that?

Let me see you put in work for it
To burst forward, at first you need purpose - something to work towards
Works more if you thirst for it
Assert your inner Durden and get insurgent in your search for it
Search warrants ain't ensured for it
But for sure I've heard before if you're foraging for some fortune
Then court skipping is important for forming and pushing surge forward
So I only do reverse orders
And I been telling these suckers I bring the ruckus in a rucksack
Hopped out the cutlass and got to cutting up a cut lass
Stuck at the summit; I see you struggling to trudge in the mud
It must be discouraging licking muck inside a rough patch
Yeah
I'm bout to black on this beat
And kick some shit so dark, it makes he ancestors weep
Prepare to feel the fury of an African freak
Trapping for keeps making jackets out of Canada's geese
So man, you better duck when I'm driving or get to shuffling
And jiving before you bloody up my passenger's seat
Because I

Got a f*cked up mind with a bottomless cap
Always blunt sometimes and I'm often a brat
And the whole crew hunt cause we caught in the trap
What the f*ck's more popping than that? that
Got a one-track mind with a bottomless cap
Always blunt sometimes and I'm often a brat
And the whole crew hunt cause we caught in the trap
What the f*ck's more popping than that?

Let me see you put in work for it
Work for it, work for it
Work, work work
Just work for it, work for it
What the f*ck's more poppin' than that?
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Writer: Ekke Kanda
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