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What's up with our government telling us how time and money's spent. I work longer than 9 to 5 just to try and stay alive Slaving away with no perks Killing myself with endless work No funds for flash, no time to play. Hittin' the bricks 12 hours a day. It's hard not to feel this rage with this out dated minimum wage. How about you give a **** How many need to throw a fit Let's trade places for a bit And you can take these fuckin' hits 1 trill spent on the war on drugs Only to find you are the thugs. To the top once percent Laughing at our torment You misrepresent, you reinvent It's a break of trust with fraudulent intent
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Oct 16, 2017
Oct 16, 2017 at 11:45 AM UTC
Slave
What's up with our government telling us how time and money's spent. I work longer than 9 to 5 just to try and stay alive Slaving away with no perks Killing myself with endless work No funds for flash, no time to play. Hittin' the bricks 12 hours a day. It's hard not to feel this rage with this out dated minimum wage. How about you give a **** How many need to throw a fit Let's trade places for a bit And you can take these fuckin' hits 1 trill spent on the war on drugs Only to find you are the thugs. To the top once percent Laughing at our torment You misrepresent, you reinvent It's a break of trust with fraudulent intent
Fumbletongue
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Oct 16, 2017
Oct 16, 2017 at 11:45 AM UTC
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