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The Procussions - J.O.B. (Just Over Broke) lyrics
I’m not tryin’ to tell another rap sob story there’s something different dealin’ with the nature of givin’ and greed poverty and riches probably congruent to your situation no I’m speakin’ from mine some spend 50 years of their life working for money but never see the thing that they’re obtainin’, sustained in, instant gratification meanin’ we’re leaning on a leg that we don’t have simply cuz we know least about the thing that keeps us worried and it’s necessary that you realize that currency is like the current and tides and waves that wanes and fades away evaporating tomorrow but not investing today see a seed unsown remains a seed and it’s the same bead of sweat that everybody gets when the creditors keep callin’ bank is overdrawn and rent is insufficient man we stuck in this position forced to Chorus: just work just enough just to get even, get straight and then we fall behind, and just over broke finally reach the top of a fallin’ slope billions are being made at the expense of our ignorance big banks through big biz financin’ the noose we choose to hang ourselves and teach our kids how to embrace the enslavement, MasterCard and Visa, modern day plantations cracking your back by stackin’ those minimum payments, double check the statement cuz that’s just interest it’s so interesting we’re robbing ourselves they make it look easy cuz we (Chorus) there’s so many misconceptions and lies deception is calculated and passed before your eyes it’s hard to stand when finances fall short without discipline, debt begins, and last resorts and now reality workin’ for your money is backwards, it’s like workin for a hammer in order to build a house it’s a tool make it work while you’re buildin’ it save and gain the interest learn to give up greed for priorities like the young mother and the singular stand with her kids providin’ birth before plans with any man expandin’ the child’s eyes to see past today won’t be swept away by the maze laid in our path it’s not a question about how much you’re makin’ but how much you’re spendin’ and if it’s in the right places this is for the disgruntled and the jubilant laborers trying to escape the trap we’re tryin’ not to die in (Chorus) |
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