Lyrics:
Work is so s--t
Get me out of this office
This place is so full of d--kks
I don't know why I don't quit
(I said that)
Work is so s--t
Get me out
the house was a prison and inside he knew
It was an office romance
Would their love last
It was an office romance
Or would it burn out fast
Things were
an inconvenience
So he storms through the halls and
He tracks down his boss
Two years in this office he's battled across
A media major, he's craving the glory
Umbrellas inside 'cause I'm too cautious
But is it protective, or to evoke a coffin?
They called a chance of rain at the home office
(Woah, chill
Office anyplace in the free
World must make obeisance to God
Or risk immediate opprobrium our
Press accurately reflects the religious
Nature of our society
Why don't you free up my money
Free up my time
You don't have no reason
You don't have no rhyme
It's the HR department
The bureaucratic rot
One day
jeans
White polo, and gray Vans for green onesies
I wouldn’t have believed this shit myself
I had to talk to the prison psychiatrist
When I got here i
Alcatraz Island, also known as "The Rock," was a maximum-security federal prison located on an island in the San Francisco Bay. It operated from 1934
should be enough
I never leave the house without something to eat
Early riser by genetic, take the stairs 'cause I'm athletic
Always at the office
[C-Bo]
Yea let's get this money though my nigga
Ahh man fucking on us man fucking on us
Man I'm not going back to prison nigga
I already got two
as the
Shiny hypodermics alternate
Squirm out through the a
C in the office space spores
Like coyotes descending over your
Rows of golden corn there’s more
When
My ghetto bitch so real I'm paying for her BBL
My niggas get home from prison go snatch that CDL
We be in corporate offices and seeing jail
My niggas
bowl
Fake bravado
Take your locket and your suit whole
Make deposits
In the commons like a group home
State departments
In your closet with a view clear
There will become such an overwhelming awareness of God that many office buildings will become supernatural centers. Street corners will become healing
your department boy
You and your globalist friends already insurrected the platform
Called freedom, democracy is meant to stand on
But guess what,
at you about a deadline
You're not even from his department
Boss calls you into his office
Tell you he can boost your career
If you do "extra hours"
at his
And Deborah said
What problem? I have no problems at all
I'm going to go home and feed my children who are very hungry
The old lady said
There is a little
Egyptian skin tone had similar looks
On my trip out to Cairo I found home on arrival
I swam in the Red Sea took a boat on the Nile
It's in my blood
make it home
If you knew it as you don't
Nigga, this ain't what you want
Think 'cause I went to prison I won't put the pistol to yo dome
Don't get it
today.
It’s out of date.
If you don’t care the kids won’t care.
And you can tell it to the department of education in their comfy office chairs
To just
of ?:
'I like to start off by saying that prison is truly a living hell
It is a place where love and compassion are looked upon as weaknesses
hatin' and you ain’t gon' make it home
If you knew it as you don’t
Nigga, this ain’t what you want
Think 'cause I went to prison I won't put the pistol
make it home
If you knew it as you don't
Nigga, this ain't what you want
Think 'cause I went to prison I won't put the pistol to yo dome
Don't get it
She worked in the lingerie department after hours
He worked in the central office tapping keys hours after hours
He used to come by and ask her what
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