Get A Job
from Prisoners of War by Sun Rise Above
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(You need to get a job.)
What?
(You're always sitting around here writing rhymes...)
Man, got ahead with that bullshit.
(...and reading your books or whatever. You need to get a job man, we've got bills to pay.)
Yeah, I don't know about that, right?
(Welfare ain't feeding the kids like they need to be fed, you know what I mean?)
Man, go ahead with that.
(You need to get off your lazy ass and get a job)
Man, get the fuck out of here. I'm going to go work for these rich motherfuckers? Every 8 dollars they pay me, they're making 90 off of my work.
Verse 1:
Get a job, that's what they tell me, the system failed me Trying to throw me in the belly of the corporate machine
Working for greed, getting paid $5.15
Minimum wage, men in a cage
9 to 5, I ain't a slave but I survive
Coming of age and I'm expected to be directed
Like a sheep, into the system, without a peep
Every day wake up go to work, come home and sleep
Oh and eat, when I can afford to, I'm forced to
Sell my labor to some prick that's rich
But I'm doing all the work and I ain't got shit
What do I get? Taxes taken away from me
That's used to pay for these crooked cops
And wars where bombs is dropped on boys and girls Men and women that's just trying to make a living like us
While the one's that's making the decisions is living it up
And the working class dies on the front lines
What?
(You're always sitting around here writing rhymes...)
Man, got ahead with that bullshit.
(...and reading your books or whatever. You need to get a job man, we've got bills to pay.)
Yeah, I don't know about that, right?
(Welfare ain't feeding the kids like they need to be fed, you know what I mean?)
Man, go ahead with that.
(You need to get off your lazy ass and get a job)
Man, get the fuck out of here. I'm going to go work for these rich motherfuckers? Every 8 dollars they pay me, they're making 90 off of my work.
Verse 1:
Get a job, that's what they tell me, the system failed me Trying to throw me in the belly of the corporate machine
Working for greed, getting paid $5.15
Minimum wage, men in a cage
9 to 5, I ain't a slave but I survive
Coming of age and I'm expected to be directed
Like a sheep, into the system, without a peep
Every day wake up go to work, come home and sleep
Oh and eat, when I can afford to, I'm forced to
Sell my labor to some prick that's rich
But I'm doing all the work and I ain't got shit
What do I get? Taxes taken away from me
That's used to pay for these crooked cops
And wars where bombs is dropped on boys and girls Men and women that's just trying to make a living like us
While the one's that's making the decisions is living it up
And the working class dies on the front lines
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from Prisoners of War,
released January 30, 2009
Produced by Crippled Chemist. Recorded by Sneaky Mile at Sneaky Studios (Pittsburgh, PA).
Produced by Crippled Chemist. Recorded by Sneaky Mile at Sneaky Studios (Pittsburgh, PA).
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"Reframing Public Enemy's uncompromising calls for revolution within a more millennial sonic paradigm." -CNet
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