[Lyric] Fck A 9-5 (VerseBorn)

[Verse 1: Joe Cutter]

[Verse 2: HaezOne]

[Verse 3: VerseBorn]

(yea)
What I'm saying is fuck a job
Especially where
The "best involved"
Are fuckin snobs

9-5 might as well
- be 5-9s
When who you workin for
Has a problem on the line

The problem on my mind is
Given center stage
When I'm daisy chained with other slaves
To make a paying wage
Thinking if I would have Stayed in place
Would thangs be different Or
Would they have even changed
In a greater way

I used to think that
It was life under lights
Until I realized all
Who's hungry for a slice

Of the devils pie
That to the untrained
Naked eye would seem to
Satisfy the basic mind

Fuck you corporate
9-5ers Suited up
With ya supercuts
Cradling starbuks coffee cups

Shell toe to elbow
Caffine to esophagus
As you burn in hell I turn and yell
"who as hot as us?"

Punch clocks
Where freedom dies and we mourn slow
I'm more-so tryna morph
A morsel into more doe
Swords low
You see I've got a problem with
Authority it's aparent it has been
Inherited and lord knows

Wait -
But see they dont
Really know I'm
Hailin from a pharoh
But decended from a different throne

Like nephews of
The nephlim came and
Blessed him with
A sacred flow

The next one
Is the best one
Little X gon'
Hafta let Em know