Jukebox Joints - Pain lyrics

I wanna die like its my 9 to five Misery on my mind and pain inside like its my damn 9 to 5 All i keep thinkin is die die die Reaper swing at me with yo knife Eat the blade then i release my hate and reap yo body Sadness in the air Comin thru the vents beware I am the heir to this funk bunk im so funkd ----------------------------------- Whipped slave behave slip into the shade, im goin hit ya mane and sell the remains on ebay ----------------------------------- What has my life come to Hav i jus pa**ed and gone thru What now am i gonna do Tell me lord am i posed to turn to you Boo f**ing hoo ----------------------------------- Sumtimes i think ill neva make Makin evry move yet i still hate it Man i liv fo the day i can say i made Mom i made it Mom yu was wrong Wrong bout yo son His ideas ideal Momma gave birth to a steal, seal team triple six marines shootin down the snakes crucifix Believe in jesus christ if yu please don hate me cuz i think hes my enemy I ain't havin one man choose my damn destiny ----------------------------------- Everyday in pure pain and misery Pure pain and misery