Thad Reid - It Gets Better текст песни

Hey look we just some hard working bomb runner independents
And where we rock shit, we remind them of hendrix
Taking all the bullshit, acting 9 to 5
So that they can recognize my dying commitment
Prolific, interfailed economy
Thinking about my choices and seeing what they gonn offer me
Playing it smart, playing my part in the game show
I'm tired of shit, feeling like rain in 94 and so
Who got fired, who's gonna retire
Who's gonna be married and who's having a child
Who's fucking the boss and who's getting a raise
I'm feeling like pac cause I done seen some better days
Got kids I raise to be some better people
Really about you finding that balance and if it's equal
Really if you gonn want it then you gotta go and get it
Ain't nobody give it to you, this is how we do it

[Hook]
8:30 am on my way in, another day, another dollar, minus 50 cents
Sometimes I wanna tell my manager I fucking quit
And get up everyday whatever like a fucking bitch
It gets better yes, it gets better
So order another round homie, it gets better
It gets better yes, it gets better
That's what I keep telling myself
It gets better

Late nights, getting up in the morning

Hitting the snooze button,
They ain't getting up in the morning
7 am roll like the bed, get in the shower
Then brushing your teeth, brushing head
Take bout an hour, I'm going to work
Fuck it I'm going to work
Feels like I'm dying, but it don't matter
I'm going to work
Rather be flying from the effects of the sour or purp
But it ain't happen so I'm guessin it's copy of work
Look at the time, I'm gonna be late again
Some people are plotting, so it's affecting that hate again
I'm looking for change, gotta figure a way to win
It's part of the game, so I'm guessin I'm staying in
I'm going to work, work
I'm going to work, work
I pull in the parking lot
Then I'm going to work, work
I'm clocking the hours in and starting my day
So whatever the he give it, the lord take it away, shit!

[Hook]
8:30 am on my way in, another day, another dollar, minus 50 cents
Sometimes I wanna tell my manager I fucking quit
And get up everyday whatever like a fucking bitch
It gets better yes, it gets better
So order another round homie, it gets better
It gets better yes, it gets better
That's what I keep telling myself
It gets better.