Lyrical Breakdown of All In A Day's Work - A Journey through Words and Rhymes

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Lyric Overview: Witness how Dr. Dre feat. Anderson .Paak & Marsha Ambrosius weaves words into powerful emotions and vivid imagery. From intricate rhyme schemes to compelling storytelling, every line in "All In A Day's Work" is a testament to masterful songwriting.
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Fear, fear's a powerful thing. I mean it's got a lot of firepower.

If you can figure out a way to wrestle that fear to push you from behind rather than to stand in front of you, that's very powerful.

I always felt that I had to work harder than the next guy, just to do as well as the next guy.

And to do better than the next guy, I had to just kill.

And you know, to a certain extent, that's still with me in how I work, you know, I just... go in

Sittin' 'bout a hundred stories up, like what the fuck?

And I'm just lookin' at it all

I'll be right here in Los Angeles, lookin' like a villain layin' low

Nothin' I can do but pack it all up

Goin' up, but shit, I feel the love

Spotlight on me and I'm feelin' so rare tonight

Actin' a fool and feelin' alive

I'm fuckin' flawless like I live in a vault

Only type of livin' I know

(Only type of living I, only type of living I)

Yeah, see, if it was you, you would've killed yourself by now

(Only type of living I, only type of living I know)

It takes a special kind of mothafucka to live like this

(Only type of living I)

And they ask me how I do it

(Only type of living I know)

Mothafucka, just take a look around

Best believe I'm in the buildin'

Ha, I hear you mothafuckas talkin' and all that, but uh

No, no, don't mention me at all

Yeah, comin' live and direct

And I know you feelin' some type of way about it, but uh

Watch your mouth, I dare your ass to say somethin'

I thought it was all good (Hey)

But now you mothafuckas crossed the line and

Kinda pissin' me off

All the fans and all the fame

And though I gave everything to this game, they still complain

Now what the fuck do y'all expect me to do?

There's so much fuckin' pressure

There's so much pressure

And it's all in a day's work

Work, hard

Workin' so hard

365, hard work

It's all in a day's work

My whole life, all I ever thought about is grindin'

Even though my surroundings only showed me crime and violence

That was back when a rapper needed guns way more than a stylist

And that was back when I felt like

Rappers was true mothafuckin' riders

Or even back in the day when I was a fuckin' youngster, man

Shit I was still sayin', "Fuck the police" (Man, fuck the police)

Born and raised in the belly of the beast (Mothafuckin' Hub City)

I had a dream that we was at peace

But I was so wrong, so wrong

Y'all too wrapped up in the bullshit and bias

Now reality TV is talking 'bout pulpits and choirs

Some of these hoes give less than a fuck

When they runnin' their life story by us

It's the worst when I'm in a hotel, like a Hilton, sick and tired

And some of these housewives way too fuckin' desperate

These bitches thinkin' fame first

I can't knock the hustle, shit, it's (All in a day's work)

But that's that shit with potential to make the game worse

Shit, it's just somethin' about that Hollywood curse

They just thirsty

Hard times

I double my grind, fuck the part-time

Stay ready for war, I'm on the front line

I'm gettin' the feelin' like it's all mine

It's becoming the only feeling I know

(Only type of livin' I) Only type of livin' I know

(Only type of livin' I know)

Gonna go to work

We gotta work

Let's get back to work

On the grind, back to work

Let's work

Rich as fuck, but, guess what?

I'm back to work (Yeah, I'm back to work)

Overseas, back home, no time to sleep

I'm back to work (Huh, I'm back to work)

So many people that I love, they want my time

But I got to work (I'm sorrry, I'm back to work)

Some of my friends don't understand, shit

I got to work (Huh, I'm back to work)

Always talkin' 'bout bustin' the club

But I'm like, "Fuck that, I gotta work" (Fuck that, I'm workin')

If you really wanna do it like this, shit

You better get back to work (I'm workin', huh)

Back to work, right back to work (Right back to work)

Gotta get back to work (Right back to work)

Shit, right back to work (Right back to work, huh)