Pip Skid - 5:20 AM lyrics

[Verse] At 5:20 AM my alarm clock attacks, that... {beep beep, beep] seeps in all the cracks And the crevice that f**ing clock is a menace Barely form a sentence, drink coffee like Dennis Just to stay alert so I don't get hurt By spilling a bowl of hot grease all on my shirt Or dipping down into the sink to fill a pail And having a fork jab up under my nail But gotta get my mail, cook bacon till it's crispy Fighting off some lonely old resident trying to kiss me You don't ever wanna leave your parents under the care Under these, nursing homes and that's something I swear Unless you hate your mom, want her to suffer Then I'll be the s**er who has to cook her supper Let's hope she don't give a sh** about nutrition Not the mission, part of the meal that is missing And it's nasty if you lack teeth and can't eat Everyday mash potatoes and puree meat With all these diets, not much time for a break This health care business don't give it take Kitchen full of middle age immigrant ladies Been doing the same dishes they've been doing since the 80's And they're there now busting their a** as I write this With problems at home, carpal tunnel and arthritis So I hide some food on the side Quietly tell 'em where it's at and then I slide Get back to the egg salad, cooking the soup For money, I jump through a fiery hoop And some times I get burned, it's not worth what I earn This job is in session and at 2:00 it ain't adjourned It crawls on my back and I take this sh** home I can't shake it off it never leave me alone This f**ing job Ooooh, I hate this f**ing job [Hook] I work 6:00 to 2:00 and it conflict with what I do You know, to see this hip hop come through Spend more time with the lady I love I don't wanna punch no clock, but who does? To get my rest be in bed by nine But my brain is working overtime, wanna write a rhyme Dream of making money, doing what I love I don't wanna punch no f**ing clock but who does? [Scratches] "Woke up for work sick and tired"