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i am the boss, and pay the cost of your life every week i'm upper class,so kiss my *** twice daily on each cheek you are my slave,until your grave depend on me for pay you must obey,all i say eight hours every day my status rules,you grateful fools that grovel to my money i demand, your grafting hands feed me milk and honey yeh, but...... i work for you, and listen to the ******** and the crap because i've got two kids to feed along with mortgage trap but you don't see, where i *** when you demand a cuppa laugh aloud, feeling proud each time i eat my supper you spit your **** i laugh in fits recall your furrowed frown the night i painted your new car and let the tyres down shout your clout, boss me about don't care how i'm feeling but you don't see, where i *** and everything i'm stealing
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Mar 11, 2010
Mar 11, 2010 at 10:37 AM UTC
the boss
i am the boss, and pay the cost of your life every week i'm upper class,so kiss my *** twice daily on each cheek you are my slave,until your grave depend on me for pay you must obey,all i say eight hours every day my status rules,you grateful fools that grovel to my money i demand, your grafting hands feed me milk and honey yeh, but...... i work for you, and listen to the ******** and the crap because i've got two kids to feed along with mortgage trap but you don't see, where i *** when you demand a cuppa laugh aloud, feeling proud each time i eat my supper you spit your **** i laugh in fits recall your furrowed frown the night i painted your new car and let the tyres down shout your clout, boss me about don't care how i'm feeling but you don't see, where i *** and everything i'm stealing
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Mar 11, 2010
Mar 11, 2010 at 10:37 AM UTC
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