They Don't Work Video (MV)

They don't they don't work-work, they don't train-train
They don't they don't hurt-hurt, they don't gain-gain
They don't they don't work-work, they don't train-train
They don't they don't hurt-hurt, they don't gain-gain

Ain't no body ever get around to it
Never done a bit of work that amount to shit
It's how it is when ya living in the comfort lounge
Run ya mouth, unlimited with counterfeit
I'm getting loud, like I've got a pound to flip
Break it down 'til the last f*cking ounce is lit
Still running with their mouths now they down with it
Well, never should've doubted ay
Get a medic on a plane out of Adelaide
Give an element a flame and I'm outer space
So get out the way huh you're blocking me up
Getting me down when I've got to be up - What've you done?
If you want to be daft hold the thought man you ought to be dumb
It's all good bruh you tried and you're giving it up
I'm giving it up for types giving a f*ck
Hustle hard for the vision I've got
It's one time living right? I'm not giving it up
Bigger than life-size given that time flies and even the wise guys RIP in a box
Not slipping on white lines, tripping in Thai-dyes
I'm giving them live wires picking them up
When I'm Interacting with the synapses
Give em fight or flight and time lapses
Automatic with the call to action all the matters
When I'm going to light that shit
Cinematic in the mind that shit
Lit a match and then the fire catches
All the talk without the walk to back it
I'd imagine they would never find that shit

They don't they don't work-work, they don't train-train
They don't they don't hurt-hurt, they don't gain-gain
They don't they don't work-work, they don't train-train
They don't they don't hurt-hurt, they don't gain-gain

Flows bonza Mate, heard it's on the way
Concentrate though words are underweight
No-one catching on a train that's runaway
Quarter back em caught a message on the play?
Ain't a question if ya didn't get it then ya will eventually
Just give a second listen
Either that or probably never going to give a second
Where ya going to hear it anyway
Hear the heavy weight puncturing the ear
Leave em on stage leave em on the waves only time ya find punches in the air
Otherwise ya find em creasing up the face
Hear the 808s of Lil-Beatz
Better get it straight yo the little beast
Leaving bangers reign with the steez hitting
Like he never missing 3s swishing fade-aways
Swish, it's innovative hey, just living day to day
Pick a lane and stay or switch it up on them kicking dust on them
Then they fade away
Except it ain't a race, nah, still evade them ay
Winning's in the vein running like the wind
Set it off on them then I fade away
Never on a whim, nah, just centred on the win
Giving lessons like send another in, shift perspective on the pen with golden nib
Only ever give a hundred ten percent
Only effort give you what you're meant to get
They don't want it if they never straying
From the clutch of living one comfort to the next

They don't they don't work-work, they don't train-train
They don't they don't hurt-hurt, they don't gain-gain
They don't they don't work-work, they don't train-train
They don't they don't hurt-hurt, they don't gain-gain
They don't they don't work-work, they don't train-train
They don't they don't hurt-hurt, they don't gain-gain
They don't they don't work-work, they don't train-train
They don't they don't hurt-hurt, they don't gain-gain