Biggie Deez - Mundane (feat. Banjoe)

Ugh
Fuck
Shut the fuck up
Uh
Biggie Deez
Cooeee
Banjoe
Phone call from the boss at seven, twenty-three
Arrogant motherfucker, interrupting my sleep
Telling me to hurry up, got some nerve giving cheek
Dee, this the second time you've been late in one week
Started this job 2 days ago, already wanna leave
Jump outta bed, wash my face, chuck a shit, brush my teeth
Fuck ya time limit, cunt, I'm cooking up a feed
And by the time I get to work it's already morning tea
Ugh
This is mundane
And all my fucking boss does is just complain
Makes everyday feel like Monday
Shove your job up your ass, 'cause I'm done, mate
Ugh
This is mundane
And all my fucking boss does is just complain
Makes everyday feel like Monday
Shove your job up your ass, 'cause I'm done, mate
I don't wanna live that 9-5
That daily grind, same shit day and night
I think that's failing life, so imma take the mic
And roll with the vibes while I'm staying high
It's the rhymes that I'm hunting, they're always in sight
My target is jumping, it feels like ain't right
My goal is shoving, rushing me behind the line
I feel like a worker bee, I'm gonna lose my sting
I don't wanna be another puppet on a string
Get the fuck up off my back and just let me do my thing
Knock it back when you gimme that a-ring-a-ding-ding
Don't talk unless we talking 'bout caching-a-ching-ching
It's disgusting unless we discuss the same thing
Not about the size of the plate that you bring
Not the same meal, I throw ya head in the sink
Don't jinx my rhythm, only king, so listen
My vision to get out, create my own vision
So hot, couldn't handle my mission ya chicken
No middle finger flipping, not in my position
I'll electrify the deep fryer watch you start twitching
Ugh
This is mundane
And all my fucking boss does is just complain
Makes everyday feel like Monday
Shove your job up your ass, 'cause I'm done, mate
Ugh
This is mundane
And all my fucking boss does is just complain
Makes everyday feel like Monday
Shove your job up your ass, 'cause I'm done, mate
Fuck ya tacky uniform and fuck these shitty shoes
Every morning, my alarm and I'm finger fucking snooze
It's the 5am coffee and the 6am news
And to block it all out it's the 8pm booze
Fuck being in a jam, this ain't the groove
I got mics to prove, MCs to set loose
Keep ya regular job, it sucks to be you
You're a boss of nothing and that's the fucking truth
Ugh
This is mundane
And all my fucking boss does is just complain
Makes everyday feel like Monday
Shove your job up your ass, 'cause I'm done, mate
Ugh
This is mundane
And all my fucking boss does is just complain
Makes everyday feel like Monday
Shove your job up your ass, 'cause I'm done, mate
Fucking mundane
You make everyday feel like Monday
Ya gronk
Yeah that's you
Get in line with everybody else

Written by:
Dana Kennedy, Joshua Paterson

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