(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