Ugh!
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Ugh!
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Yeah!
I hate my 9 to 5, waking up to the same o'
Damn, ain't no thing change yo man
I just wanna be alive
Work is so depressing, boss and coworkers are stressing me
Get off my fucking back, I ain't got jack and exploitation ain't a blessing
I went out yesterday, underslept I feel like trash
Everyone's getting under my skin, liek they trying to peel my flesh
We ain't the same brother man
Now that you put your faith in the face on the dollar, man
Think of it, you're whole life span for a hundred grand
But you don't really wanna listen to the shit I'm uttering
I, am so sick of this shit, I feel so cheap
Getting paid the minimum, but I can't afford to quit, like
Fuck fuck fuck
So, we go out of control, hommie we get no sleep
From the am to the pm 'till the popo's at the door, like
Knock knock knock
I don't want to waste my life on work, I can't comprehend
Why should I do it, I just nod my head and pretend to understand
God damn, we all go'n die the same, so fuck it, I'm a, wild child
Fuck a j. O. B, putting up with this stupid bullshit just to fund my life style
Yeah we hit the bars, pubs, drink and hit the clubs (clubs!)
Spending the little we get trying to forget out jobs
Middle fingers in the sky, scream on the top of your fucking lungs
Trying to get the bread until we die
Living of the fucking crumbs
I, am so sick of this shit, I feel so cheap
Getting paid the minimum, but I can't afford to quit, like
Fuck fuck fuck
So, we go out of control, hommie we get no sleep
From the am to the pm 'till the popo's at the door, like
Knock knock knock
Fuck a 9 to 5 (fuck a 9 to 5)
I just want to be alive (we just want to be alive)
Fuck a politician (fuck a politician)
Fuck the monetary system!
Fuck a 9 to 5!
We just want to be alive!
Fuck a 9 to 5!
We just want to be alive!
Break it down! Let me get down to the rhythm
Motherfucker, let me get down to the rhythm
I said break it down, all that shit you believe in, we all go'n die the same
You gotta go!
I, am so sick of this shit, I feel so cheap
Getting paid the minimum, but I can't afford to quit, like
Fuck fuck fuck
So, we go out of control, hommie we get no sleep
From the am to the pm 'till the popo's at the door, like
Knock knock knock shit shit shit fuck fuck fuck, ug
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