Come of the dawn
Where is it from I am so tired and yesterday's barely even gone eyes sweat fingers bleed and everything I want is out of my reach
Dayin day out,
Hard living and loving
Making it so my family dont have
To do without,
I wont bow to the "man"
I dont ask for help,
Vut i need a chang
its to hard doing this shit,
I work and i know
I am just a son of the bitch
I am just a son of a bitch
Gears grind,
Clocks are always chasing you,
To the finish line,
Everyone in the rat race trying to
Finish in time,
Here is the contract for
Your soul,now boy sing
Your john handcock in that dotted line,
Your a son of a bitch,
Bur that asss is mine,
Get back to work,
Its now over time,
Its that 5 to 9
Then that 9 to five
Struggling just to breathe
And stay alive,
U want to say something
But u bite your tongue,
Just to give it a piece of your mind
All for that american dream
You are on that grind,
I know its hard and your tired of all the bullshit,
But your one of the sons of this bitch
Yeah your one of the sons of this bitch!