笨小笨Live from the Plantation (Explicit)歌词由Mr. Lif演唱，出自专辑《I Phantom (Explicit)》，下面是《Live from the Plantation (Explicit)》完整版歌词！
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Live From The Plantation - Mr Lif
Oh my f**king god man ahhh f**king serious
Jesus christ man already
Man time flies like a motherf**ker
Rise and shine
Yet another day to toss away
What does my clock display
It says eight
Sh*t i'm late for work again so then
I dip with my pad and my pen
Step into the work place with my work face
Wince at my time card cuz i'm scarred
Mad cuz i sacrifice my day and gets me
A trifling hourly wage of six fifty nifty
Now i'm off to slave quarters
With a whole bunch of other people's sons and daughters
Working so they can be mothers and fathers
Laboring real hard hoping the boss offers
More petty cash to his bums and paupers
Kissing his a** cuz they hoping they prosper
Here's the math
You work a thirty a day away
The government takes a thirty a check correct
You go home and drink cuz you don't get
An ounce of respect and your spirit is wrecked
Life is a gift to be enjoyed every second every minute
It's temporary not infinite
Yet i find myself looking at the clock
Hoping for the day to fly by so i ask myself why
I'm doing this remedial work for second graders
I'm an educator with mega-flavor so
Maybe i should just jump up and get ill
Maybe i should let these people know they're being killed
Maybe i should try my very best to chill and get paid
Cuz i gotta pay bills raa
Excuse me brother can you please stop making that noise
So i can talk thank you now the boss says
He wants you to come up
Dead boss somebody call red cross
I guess he got caught up in my mental holocaust
How much did it cost
Just a little piece of my mind for peace of mind
But he's bleeding
Oh no leave him he'll be fine
He'll heal on his own
If you just give him some time
Considering the fact that his face is misaligned
His legs are over there lying right next to his spine
Lunchtime huh oh jesus must have been daydreaming
My boss walks by he's looking just like an asshole
Smiling because he jerks niggas for minimum cash flow
He's cool to my face but i swear i heard him laugh though
Tickled by the fact that i'm the modern day sambo
And just when i think that i'm about to go rambo
I call up my man and he says he understands yo
We all are being murdered by a similar process
Whether you work at the candy store
Or slave at the office
The purpose of our life is just to serve the economy
They misinform our minds to paint a picture of harmony
But if you listen then you know that'ss out of tune
Cuz the function of our life is just to work and consume
F**k reaching out to help the next there ain't any room
Just close your eyes and block your ears and march to your doom
But since i really ain't getting paid for my time
I pulled out my pen and started writing a rhyme
Can't you see that i'm busy jerk
Don't you dare approach me with busy work
Take another step and get hurt
By the man that embodies mad years of anger
A cool bro soon to be the boston strangler
Everything inside of me is about to erupt
Cuz a righteous individual just likes to corrupt
I knew he'd lock me up if i started a brawl
So i deaden and i punch the clock the f**k off the wall
Yea that's right motherf**ker
You can't keep underpaying people and mistreating them all the time
That's gonna resort to crime
As a matter of fact you know what
Faks yo cut this motherf**ker man
