Lyrics:
bucks an hour
that just seems a bit extreme
and you had to pay the lobbyists
and lobbyists ain't cheap
300 bucks an hour worth
to fight the workers' greed
housing, healthcare, education, political voting and legal representation
Immigration
Workers' rights, universal basic income, poverty, hunger
Access
their pay
And it's time a few of them were recognized
Hello Detroit auto workers, let me thank you for your time
You work a forty hour week for
their pay
And it's time a few of them were recognized
Hello Detroit auto workers, let me thank you for your time
You work a forty hour week for
their pay
And it's time a few of them were recognized
Hello Detroit auto workers, let me thank you for your time
You work a forty hour week for
December 6, 1876.
From their union, ten children were born:
James Henry
Cornelia
Mary Elizabeth - my Grandmother
Lucinda
Virginia Miranda
Clement Jerome
I was in heaven almost 7/ 11
A little worker bee that spoke to me
She said see, see
You want me to be
An enormous conformist
Cause the moral´s
away
He believes in the right of compensation
Listening to his client's frustrations
Up against others can be scary
Misny is your perfect adversary
off his right hand
No worker's compensation
A slave to the man
Young Cindy the sexy secretary
Had to put up with about all that she could stand
More
Scenarios like this is tear jerkers
For the modern emcee, I ain't no blue-collar worker
Cause this thing called rhyming, ain't no different from coal mining
From the West Virginia mines to the Big Uneasy
Motor City slums to the ports of Californy
People everywhere are getting down in the mouth
About
the modern MC ie. the blue collar worker
'Cuz this thing called rhymin' no different from coal minin'
We both on assignment to unearth a diamond
When you
raise their voice and push
Like the steel worker in Ohio, the miner in West Virginia
The teacher in Chicago, janitor in Mississippi
From the sweatshops
disgrace
Tuck my tail between my legs
Everybody sick in the elevator
I forgot my respirator
Back so sore from aggravation
Maybe go on workers compensation
Charge em for the conversation
Pay 3 college education
So I need my compensation
And I'm never looking back fuck a rear view
Smooth coming to a tabernacle
death
We demanded we get higher pay
'Cause barely any workers were left
But they made laws to keep us in place
As though the sickness never happened
my xit
On site
Middle finger to the middle man
I need to see us all inside
Am not a miracle worker
Am a paper chaser
Can I get my compensation
Ya ya ya
can we talk ill start up the conversation
been busting my ass where's my workers compensation
or some more time off know i need a long vacation
but
course
Altering the future, workers out of jobs
Compensation overload, the streets are run with mobs
Promising protection, sworn under oath
Conflicts
tryna pull
This some boss only shit, I ain't conversin' with you workers
We done went from flippin' burgers to discussin' business mergers
Careful who I
back in town
scenarios like this is tear jerkers
for the modern emcee, ie. the blue collar worker
Cause this thing called rhyming, no different than coal
word goes unheard
And no deed is without compensation
When the workers come to collect their wages
Now the straw men are swaying in the distance
word goes unheard
And no deed is without compensation
When the workers come to collect their wages
Now the straw men are swaying in the distance
Yo, were you're going man, com'on.
You know what should be your next.
Fix a job modified, fuck the compensation and extras.
And all
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