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With steady discipline, when I grip the pen I'm like Mr. Rivera, the relief is here Bringing I'll rhymes, to a speaker near you Sometimes I want to bleach my skin Do we speak the same language? Sometimes I want to trade places I wanna spend a day in your shoes You could spend a day in my Timberland boots Hoping on a train, in a business suit I get paid every week I get all the loot I arrive at work, sip a cup of joe Hop around the office, say wassup to the folks I look at my computer screen I'm living it up This is a dream I'm not giving it up As time flies by, I'm feeling quite adjusted This is easy, I do what's instructed Then I get a call from the manager I'm feeling mad pumped up, people giving me daps Thinking about the raise Thinking about moving out the hood Into my own space I walk into his office He told me to shut the door I execute the plan flawless Letras de cancionesI'm waiting for the news He lacks tense I'll have money to pay the light bill and rent He said he had some bad news Okay I didn't get the job, oh well I look at the sign on the wall it read, business is slow, it's time to lay off I felt enraged, but I'm a caged bird Without thinking, I started to say words Oh no, I'm in the wrong predicament Burning bridges before they been built I was kicked off the property with no cash It feels like a bad game of monopoly On the train as I head home Zoning out, wearing out my headphones With a company 5 years then I get dropped Feels like my heart is in a Ziploc [x2] [Praverb rambling] From Letras Mania