I've Been working this slave shift
I'm about to tip over
You see My mama had odd jobs
Oddly they didn't care about her odds
She was on a deathbed several times
And couldn't get a get well card
They said retail don't care about your tail
Better sell our customers that fairytale
Oh you're sick
We wish you well
Tell your kids we hope they fail
So they can come and make your sell
Modern day jail
No bail
You Walk into work everyday with a Big smile on your face
Requirement
Realized you deserved more than What they give you
Enlightenment
No matter what you do
They still place judgement
They try to be the God In your life
By you placing nothing above it
Worshipping the dollar like it's soul
Ties
To tired to chase your own dreams
So you settle for their lies
Notice how on the 1st day you was Excited to have a new job on the 6th Day found out you was just a new Slave
It's a new age of slavery
All this misguided bravery
To think she was 17 and just had a baby
She was making minimum wage
She was under age
She was born and raised to be a corporate slave
It ridiculous can't get anymore meticulous
Than this
I've been working this slave shift
I'm about to tip over
You asked me what I wanted to be when I was younger
I said happy
Too many times have I seen
My parents on the grind and not have time for me
I just want that simplicity of living free
But why wasn't I born with a silver spoon in my mouth
Why Did I have to doubt that I would one day be financially stable
I'm unable to see that being possible without me having to sell the most precious parts of me
So Parton me I as humbly refuse to be abused by a corporation that thinks I'm so easily replaceable
Telling me my dreams is so easily erasable
I Walk into work and they say look how much we pay you to be miserable
And the only reason I show up is because my bills are due
Don't shoot the messenger I'm just being real with you
I'm along side you Singing old negro spirituals
I've been working this
I've been working this
Shift
I'm about to tip over
I'm about to tip tip tip over
I've been working this
I've been working this
I'm about to tip oh
Twigz - Field Work (feat. J. Reggaerica) Lyrics
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I've Been working this slave shift
I'm about to tip over
You see My mama had odd jobs
Oddly they didn't care about her odds
She was on a deathbed several times
And couldn't get a get well card
They said retail don't care about your tail
Better sell our customers that fairytale
Oh you're sick
We wish you well
Tell your kids we hope they fail
So they can come and make your sell
Modern day jail
No bail
You Walk into work everyday with a Big smile on your face
Requirement
Realized you deserved more than What they give you
Enlightenment
No matter what you do
They still place judgement
They try to be the God In your life
By you placing nothing above it
Worshipping the dollar like it's soul
Ties
To tired to chase your own dreams
So you settle for their lies
Notice how on the 1st day you was Excited to have a new job on the 6th Day found out you was just a new Slave
It's a new age of slavery
All this misguided bravery
To think she was 17 and just had a baby
She was making minimum wage
She was under age
She was born and raised to be a corporate slave
It ridiculous can't get anymore meticulous
Than this
I've been working this slave shift
I'm about to tip over
You asked me what I wanted to be when I was younger
I said happy
Too many times have I seen
My parents on the grind and not have time for me
I just want that simplicity of living free
But why wasn't I born with a silver spoon in my mouth
Why Did I have to doubt that I would one day be financially stable
I'm unable to see that being possible without me having to sell the most precious parts of me
So Parton me I as humbly refuse to be abused by a corporation that thinks I'm so easily replaceable
Telling me my dreams is so easily erasable
I Walk into work and they say look how much we pay you to be miserable
And the only reason I show up is because my bills are due
Don't shoot the messenger I'm just being real with you
I'm along side you Singing old negro spirituals
I've been working this
I've been working this
Shift
I'm about to tip over
I'm about to tip tip tip over
I've been working this
I've been working this
I'm about to tip oh
I'm about to tip over
You see My mama had odd jobs
Oddly they didn't care about her odds
She was on a deathbed several times
And couldn't get a get well card
They said retail don't care about your tail
Better sell our customers that fairytale
Oh you're sick
We wish you well
Tell your kids we hope they fail
So they can come and make your sell
Modern day jail
No bail
You Walk into work everyday with a Big smile on your face
Requirement
Realized you deserved more than What they give you
Enlightenment
No matter what you do
They still place judgement
They try to be the God In your life
By you placing nothing above it
Worshipping the dollar like it's soul
Ties
To tired to chase your own dreams
So you settle for their lies
Notice how on the 1st day you was Excited to have a new job on the 6th Day found out you was just a new Slave
It's a new age of slavery
All this misguided bravery
To think she was 17 and just had a baby
She was making minimum wage
She was under age
She was born and raised to be a corporate slave
It ridiculous can't get anymore meticulous
Than this
I've been working this slave shift
I'm about to tip over
You asked me what I wanted to be when I was younger
I said happy
Too many times have I seen
My parents on the grind and not have time for me
I just want that simplicity of living free
But why wasn't I born with a silver spoon in my mouth
Why Did I have to doubt that I would one day be financially stable
I'm unable to see that being possible without me having to sell the most precious parts of me
So Parton me I as humbly refuse to be abused by a corporation that thinks I'm so easily replaceable
Telling me my dreams is so easily erasable
I Walk into work and they say look how much we pay you to be miserable
And the only reason I show up is because my bills are due
Don't shoot the messenger I'm just being real with you
I'm along side you Singing old negro spirituals
I've been working this
I've been working this
Shift
I'm about to tip over
I'm about to tip tip tip over
I've been working this
I've been working this
I'm about to tip oh
Writer: Ashley stewart, J Reggaerica
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