Holiday chords and lyrics - WRITER'S BLOCK

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[Verse 1]
[Bb]Holi[Am]day[C]
[Bb]
She [G]takes a bus to work and
that's [Gaug]cool cause
[G]She paying away to graduate school the
Other lady works a graveyard shift
[C]Gets hom[Bb]e,
wakes her kids up for school at 6
This [G]man I know says he
does what it takes
Holds three jobs down at
the minimum rate
Heard him say it's for my kid,
know what I mean?
Wanna [C]help him get a [Bb]car
when he turns 16
This [G]couple I know both [Bb]work real [G]hard
They [Cm]needing a [G]place,
something [Cm]with a back[Gaug]yard
Hey, we saving [G]up till we
get our place
While we [Bb]show the work early
with a smile on her face
Say you [D]gotta love your [G]job,
and I love [C]mine
Been to [Cm]many world cities
with the same storyline
To the [Ab]hardworking [G]class in a [Dm]place to be
[Bb]Keep doing what you do, only love is free
[G]See, what I write reflects my life
Go and let it shine, take my time,
take it out to dine
[Cm]Hungry like the [C]first time I
grabbed the [Bb]mic to speak
Only difference here,
now I rock a stage to eat
Do you [G]give it all you got?
[C]Always
Is that
California [G]love?
[C]Always
Side [Bb]-steppin' that [Dm]bull?
Always
[Bb]Holiday, take a break while
we hold the weight
Nine to [Cm]five, can't [C]wait till
[Cm]Friday
That checks what you get on
[G]Payday
[Cm]Get nothin' if your butt is
[G]Lazy
[Bb]Holiday, take a break while
we hold the weight
Every [Cm]payday is [G]a
Friday night [Cm]at the right pl[Gaug]ace
Holi[Cm]day drive [G]straight up and
down the high[Cm]way
No one [C]can violate [G]these moments
First [Bb]day of the month
There's peace in the streets
The [Dm]bonus, [G]the doves are fat and
the gloves are packed
[C]Some are only [G]in love with that
Condone if the heart's
feelin' the love
So the love react[C]s
With [Bb]a triple play,
front page news of the week
[G]Did I hea[C]r say a peep's up and[Gaug] left you?
Nah [G]worries, the block came fit,
[Cm]bless you
Dance [G]a little bit, not sweat a little ish
[Bb]Fellas bounce,
ladies wiggle like [G]you're ticklish
Is it gibberish or [Gaug]is he speakin'
[G]in tongues?
[Eb]The mystic eye, bingy mind,
[Cm]beatin' high drums
Know the purpose of ma[G]terial sin at once
Also know that good [Bb]feelin'
when a paycheck comes
Minor [G]or major sums, har[C]monious
[Cm]Lay the guns on the table,
[Bb]cause loneliness
Come on, [C]confess the best sug[G]gestions,
rest in a chest
[C]Free of congestion,
[Bb]no checks, pause
Stay calm, wait till the next comes
Do [G]you give it all you got?
[C]Always
Is that
California love?
Always
Side [Bb]-steppin' that [Dm]bull?
Always
[Bb]Holiday, take a break
while we hold the weight
Nine [G]to five, can't wait till
[Eb]Friday
[Cm]That check's what you [G]get on
Hay
Day
[Cm]Get nothin' if your butt is lazy
[Bb]Holiday, take a break while
we hold the [C]weight
Holiday, [Bb]holiday.[G]
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[G][Bb]
Yo, yo, yo, it's your boy
Tony the
Spit
Soul caught on live and direct in the
Audio
Academy
619,
San
Diego,
California, you know what I'm saying?
Caught on behalf of
Rodgers
Block, you know what I'm saying?
Blessed be the
V, you know what I'm saying?
My brother and that's what's up.
Next stop, the next album, yeah.
We gon' blast the
West once again, cause that's what's next,
my niggas, the
West
Side, homie.
The next stop is us, homie,
the next stop is the
West
Side, homie.
Be the real
West
Side.
The underground roots that been growin' trees with lovely fruits,
you know what sayin'?
I'm goin' ahead, my niggas,
these guys got my thorough blessing.
We gon'
West
Side the writers,
schizophrenic all day, everyday,
CA all day.
You how we do it.
One love.
Hey yo, what's going on?
This is
Drupal
Paul, straight out of
Mid -City,
Midtown,
L .A.,
California, you know what saying?
You know how we do,
Lord, I remember you used to be
walking around with your
Fila suit on, looking fly, kicking it with crab necks over in the hood,
you know what saying?
I remember that.
Hey yo, denim.
Yeah, pop a denim.
Let's do this, baby.
It's the next stop.
You can't stop,
you know what I'm saying?
It's 2005, we gotta keep it alive, baby.
Black
Love
Radiators is in the house.