Work Hard

Yo man
I fuckin hate my job
I'm gonna burn this mother fucker down
I swear to God
I'm gon evacuate the systems
Make sure I got no victims
Don't wanna catch a case
Just let my bosses know what hit them
I'm serious I'm plannin this
Ain't got no time for politics
I'm meltin down my fingertips
I even got my torches lit
Eliminating evidence
You know I have experience
Proficient with the hypocrites
Surrounded by this silly shit
Silly shit you silly bitch
Suckin dicks will make you sick
Fell into the money pit
Forgot to sign the affidavit
I'm litigating half of it
I'm stackin it and wrapping it
And dousing it in kerosene
So I can toss my match at it
I'm over all this stupid shit
Need to gain some work ethic
Do your fuckin job and maybe then I wouldn't get so pissed
While you're at it tell my boss that he can fuckin suckin my dick
I fuckin quit consider this my mother fuckin burn notice

SKIT

Hi yea it's me
What is it that I can do for you
Excuse you sir I promise
There's no need
For you to be rude
I just wanna smoke some weed
And maybe drink a beer or two
But I'm just sitting at my desk
Cuz they pay me to deal with you
Excuse me if I'm being rude
I only refund attitude
Fuck yourself but call back soon
I'll be here all this afternoon
Lookin down on me simply because I'm on the phone with you
I'm sorry that you think I have to take this stupid shit from you
This call is through
You fuckin prick
Now I'm pissed
I'm sick of it
The problem is no one can quit
Even the college graduate
It's just a vicious cycle and nobody can get of it
The nights of having hopes and dreams
Replaced with hoping for a shift
Wasn't asking for a lot I was asking for a piece of it
Busting ass I earned my shit
Determined to enable this
I rode my fuckin bike to work
In freezing fuckin cold and shit
How dare you call me lazy bitch
That shit is just ridiculous

SKIT

Another day getting paid
That's what the fuckin workers say
I can't complain about the same
Shit I deal with everyday
Gettin paid minimum wage
What do the fuckin boss's say
How dare you ask me for a raise
They know that you got rent to pay
But they don't give a flyin fuck
They'll sell you out to make a buck
Boys and girls in Army trucks
Be hopin that it don't blow up
Doctors getting paid to sell you drugs
From all these crooked fucks
And politicians too
I swear to God
They're fuckin all corrupt
I'm over this told you this
The whole fuckin establishment
The work ethic in politics
Do your job you piece of shit
Sold our fuckin soul so we could fight a war for heroin
Our broke and pissed off people
Are sheeple and it's embarrassin
Entitled and deceitful
Our people are seeking malice
Workin 7 days a week
And tryin to find a balance
Put in work for Uncle Sam
But he's takin my damn allowance
Maybe I'm just a little callous
But this challenge is invalid



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Writer(s): Richard Kenneth
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