(Verse 1 - Dr Syntax)
I'm not a workaholic
Never seen the purpose of it
Don't wanna turn neurotic
While I'm trying to earn a profit
Money's the reason people freak out like they're burning chronic
We've all seen what greed can do
But rarely are we learning from it
Now I'm not saying we need to execute some men in suits
But where's the retribution?
Bankers act like we're recession-proof
Still making that excessive loop, while many'll sweat when the rent is due
Banks are bailed out while the rest of us are merely left to stew
(Chorus x2)
I need a break!
I need a break now
Before I break
Before I break - down
I need a break!
I need a break now
Before I break, break, break, break - DOWN!
(Verse 2 - Kyza)
I feel like all my life is one big fight
sh**! Might as well call me Michael Tyson
And I'm tired of the mileage
And it's driving me crazy
Trying to get ??? from the rhyming
In the rap game, it's the blind leading the blind
And they're blanking
And I'm trying to get through
But my sight is declining
Soon it'll be time for the life ????
No time for the Gandhi stance
Or the peaceful pansy chants
Label chiefs better hand me a large
Cake, that I need to eat till man are gagged and barf
I ain't really asking for much
No, man want a car, and a ? for the bucks
Getting charged with at the bar with a black card
Dream over, turn off the alarm, and I'm off
(Chorus)
(Verse 3 - Dr. Syntax)
Yo! I'm trying to push myself but loads of factors hold me back
Trying to keep on driving but I keep on winding up in this cul-de-sac
I know it's not the cure for cancer here; I only rap
Feel like screaming “f** the industry”, I'm lacking social tact
I'll spare the hype, but yo, you can tell I'm rhyming
Cold as how it was when vinyl sold
It's still not getting slightly old
Short of trying mind control or pleading “Someone buy my soul”
Life gets in the way, that's why I'm forced to put my grind on hold