Quasimoto - Another Demo Tape lyrics

Everywhere I go I always end up
With a pocket full CD
Demo tapes after clubs at my
Shows even though I sit
Back and listen to em with
An open mind I find
That not even one of them I can press rewind

(Child you really work too hardevery time
I see you your're diggin
And diggin and last season you
Didn't do to well)

Even niggas in limos passin' out they demos
Claimin' that they shit's like mine
So we do the 6 demo test and roll it out by
The time we pass the third
Song we throw it out

(Get that shit outta here)
(Maybe if you let it grow naturally
You'll accomplish much more dear)

Time and time again I hear the same story
(Let me tell you have it's done child)
But when I pop it in me and
Dilla just laugh do the math
(If you work all day and your
Heart ain't in it so
Why get up and get all mixed up in it
Cause all you're work will be
In vain or is life
A losing game you only reap
Just what you saw)