Album: Tired&Dirty But Happy
Written by: Rebecca Rocklynn
Vocals by: Rebecca Rocklynn
Produced by: Regimental Oneton
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LYRICS:
Ever wonder what your life be like when it's not 9-5/
Ever wonder what it's like not having to save up to die?/
You wake up at 6:30, breakfast always early/
Gotta beat traffic surely, make your boss some money/
No one gives a fuck about you or your family./
Stuck in a rut, be grateful for your misery./
Can't wait to live your life, when the time is right.
Hoping for a day off, so you can do laundry./
Watched on cameras. Know the company mantra/
You hear it in your sleep, when you can actually sleep./
Always on your feet, pay taxes to the elite/
Stars causing uproar, to distract you from war./
That's how the government scores , thank you for your support./
Man all you should do is be, do you feel free?/
Smoking wee'd illegal, till government makes it feasible/
Spent years jailing their people, man cigarettes should be illegal./
Naw, making too much money off tobacco and cancer it aint even funny/
Um keeping people sick is evil./
Only cash going through me, I'm sayin 'fuck the man'/
Till I went to Louis and I spent a couple grand./
On one fucking purse, that everyone thinks is fake/
Need the best or I'm worse, label me my worth.
You work to pay for a place to stay/
Work all day always gone anyway./
Working to live end up living to work./
Sure you could give it up, wouldn't be worse./
Tired of suckin it up, got no reverse./
Don't look up for luck, put yourself first./
Know a good start, self sustainable turf.
Live off the grid it's good for your planet/
Don't take much money, government can't stand it./
Get solar panels make out like a bandit.
The change won't be that rough, no that shit gonna feel right.
You'll actually use your stuff and get to live your life./
You can only be in one room at a time./
You guys are dreaming if you think I'm lying./
Nobody's seeing past the dollar signs, (Except Kendrick)/
Mansions owning you this time, stuck inside./
As for me I got a plan, to rap and ran, rap and run/
As for rooms have two or one, chill out in sun after rapping's done./
As for fod get a garden son, some live chickens, eggs don't outrun./
Yeah.
