Modern chains

Intro

Yeah… another day, another dollar, huh?

Ain't no whips, ain't no chains, but we still locked in.

They dress it up real nice, but we know what it is.

Modern-day slavery… let’s talk about it.

Verse 1

Wake up, cold world, gotta chase that bread,

Punch in, punch out, man, I’d rather be dead.

Boss man talkin’ ‘bout “we a family,” right?

Then why my check short, why my hours ain't tight?

They got cameras in the walls, eyes on my moves,

Talk back once, then you payin’ your dues.

Ain’t no freedom, just a longer leash,

Make a couple racks, but I still feel leashed.

They got me workin’ like a dog, no bone to fetch,

Just scraps on the table, deep in the trench.

Dreams fade out like a West Coast breeze,

Tryna stack up, but they takin’ my piece.

Chorus

I'm a slave with a check, ain’t no whips, no chains,

Still locked in, workin’ through the pain.

Ain’t no way out, just a different game,

Modern-day slavery, just a new name.

Verse 2

I seen homies get fired for the dumbest things,

Tryna feed they fam, now they beggin' for change.

They call it nine-to-five, but it's really do-or-die,

Put the cuffs on my time, now my soul run dry.

Supervisor trippin’, think he runnin’ the block,

But he just another pawn, he ain’t really on top.

CEO laughin’, sippin’ wine in the shade,

While we out here breakin’ backs for minimum wage.

Ain’t no health plan, ain’t no way up,

They just dangle false hope, tryna keep us stuck.

We the heartbeat, but they cut the veins,

Without us, they fall, but they playin' these games.

Chorus

I'm a slave with a check, ain’t no whips, no chains,

Still locked in, workin’ through the pain.

Ain’t no way out, just a different game,

Modern-day slavery, just a new name.

Verse 3

Clock out, sun down, but the grind don’t stop,

Still got bills, still duckin’ the cops.

Tryna make it out, but they blockin’ the gate,

They don’t want us rich, they just feedin’ us fate.

Ain’t no pensions, just debts and loans,

Sellin’ my soul just to keep these phones.

Can’t call in sick, gotta swallow that pride,

Miss one shift, then you pushed to the side.

They keep us divided, they love when we fight,

While they countin’ they stacks under golden lights.

I'm done with the lies, done with the game,

If we all walk out, bet they feel this pain.

Chorus

I'm a slave with a check, ain’t no whips, no chains,

Still locked in, workin’ through the pain.

Ain’t no way out, just a different game,

Modern-day slavery, just a new name.