Sweat and Blood - Overtime & Austin Martin

Rain and Tears Rain and tears are the same But in the sun you've got to play the game When you cry in winter time You can pretend It's nothing but the rain How many times I've seen Tears running from your blue eyes Rain and tears are the same But in the sun you've got to play the game Give me an answer God Sign me an answer God Rain and tears both are shown But in my heart there'll never be a sun Rain and tears are the same But in the sun you've got to play the game

Some time ago in the city run solely on steam The power plant workers would rise and stick to routine Breakin' their backs 'til their work shirts were dirty and brown As year after year, they'd work for the good of the town As parts would get old, these men would make the repairs Changing out axles and belts with meticulous care Working their hands to the bone and slaving away They'd press on with diligence and as they strained you could hear them say, "With our blood, sweat, and tears And the grinding of gears We shall slave to keep our beautiful city alive! "Yes, with blood, sweat, and tears And the passing of years We'll expend ourselves so our fair people may thrive!" One afternoon Frederick Worthington clocked into work He went to his station not knowing the danger that lurked He pulled on the lever to start up the massive machine But deep in the workings was something he had not foreseen The pistons were pumping as pressure began to accrue And suddenly one of the tanks had to give, and it blew Frederick was knocked back into an assortment of gears And there in an instant he came to an end with his GREATEST FEAR! And with blood, sweat, and tears And the grinding of gears This disaster happened in front of our terrified eyes Yes, with blood, sweat, and tears In his premature years Frederick met his unfortunate, wholly untimely demise So with blood, sweat, and tears We must face what we fear And although it's tragic, and everyone's sad that he's gone With our blood, sweat, and tears We return to our gears This city still needs us to work, so we must carry on With our blood, sweat, and tears And the grinding of gears We shall slave to keep our beautiful city alive! Yes, with blood, sweat, and tears And the passing of years We'll expend ourselves so our fair people may thrive! Blood, sweat, and tears!

Leavin' all my pain in the rear view 'Cause I don't wanna deal with it Got more problems than 99, I wish that it was 99 So I could make some time for mom and I And breath some more for my kinfolk But I'm stuck out here in the real world And you're God damn right I've been broke So I'm gettin' it, I'm livin' it And when shit pops off I deal with it And I learned real quick how to be a man When I was livin' in my truck eatin' Peter Pan And it's not real far from where I'm at I remember that, gettin' paid with rap, now imagine that I'm a brand new man put the truck in drive, I packed my bags And if you're not shotgun I'm good with it, I can ride solo I'ma die alone, I don't need nobody but my fuckin' self I'ma ride this shit like a rodeo I got more room in my resume, goin' worldwide Gettin' paid today, gettin' criticized and I'm real irate But they can never really take my bars away 'Cause I'm breathin' them, and I believe in them And I'm rappin' all my stress away Photo-shop the scars on my heart It'll beat a little better but the pain will stay And I'm never turnin' back from the road I've come I stand by all that shit the same, and I'll take the blame 'Cause I lit the flame, and if you stand in the way, I'm takin' aim I got a wallet in my pocket, a dollar for my soul Prayin' for tomorrow, livin' on the road This hunger in my stomach, is keepin' me alive Avoidin' every moment that I gotta say goodbye I got a wallet in my pocket, a dollar for my soul Prayin' for tomorrow, livin' on the road This hunger in my stomach, is keepin' me alive Avoidin' every moment that I gotta say goodbye Only one thing that I truly know and that's never give my pain away 'Cause I can bare what a man, normally can't And if all were to fall, I'd lay awake And I'd toss and I'd turn to the 808 of my heart beating like a drum And I'd go with it, and I'd roll with it 'Cause I'm alive and I drive on the road with it From the pen, to the pad, to the booth, to the fans I'm livin' in my glory days, I'm kickin' it up on the cloud nine Figurin' out what my story say From the Blue Lagoon to The Fire in Philly My boot prints on that fuckin' map And you can bet your ass it took a lot of hard work From the needle in my arm to the beat of my heart, lets go I want my moment, I'm wanderin' and I'm roamin' I'ma ride it like I stole it, I'm a real fuckin' problem I'ma, rock star, and a modern day outlaw We're at war if you're prayin' for my downfall I know I'm chosen, I'm open to any omen A showman, and my component is that I'ma broken poet I'ma rock star, and a modern day outlaw We're at war if you're prayin' for my downfall I got a wallet in my pocket, a dollar for my soul Prayin' for tomorrow, livin' on the road This hunger in my stomach, is keepin' me alive Avoidin' every moment that I gotta say goodbye I got a wallet in my pocket, a dollar for my soul Prayin' for tomorrow, livin' on the road This hunger in my stomach, is keepin' me alive Avoidin' every moment that I gotta say goodbye I got a wallet in my pocket, a dollar for my soul Prayin' for tomorrow, livin' on the road This hunger in my stomach, is keepin' me alive Avoidin' every moment that I gotta say goodbye I got a wallet in my pocket, a dollar for my soul Prayin' for tomorrow, livin' on the road This hunger in my stomach, is keepin' me alive Avoidin' every moment that I gotta say goodbye This hunger in my stomach, is keepin' me alive This hunger in my stomach, is keepin' me alive This hunger in my stomach, is keepin' me alive Avoidin' every moment that I gotta say goodbye