Slave no more
Alarm clock screaming like a jailhouse bellAnother day selling pieces of myselfPunch the card, bite my tongue, play the roleSmile painted on, but it’s eating my soul
Boss man talks like I’m replaceable air“Be grateful,” he says, while I drown in the glareHands on the wheel, knuckles tight with the strainEvery promise they made just evaporated pain
I bent, I broke, I stayed in lineTraded my hours for an aching spine.But something’s burning I can’t ignoreThis ain’t living—this is war
I’m sick and tired of begging for breathPast burnt out working to deathI won’t crawl, I won’t bow, I won’t settle anymoreI’m a slave no moreI sold my time, yeah I paid the costThey took my youth, called it “payroll loss”I won’t bleed just to keep their scoreTired of being a whore
Coffee tastes like regret and ashJust one more lie dressed up like cash.But the ladder’s broken, the ceiling’s fakeEvery step up’s another thing they take
Dreams in the drawer with the overdue billsHope on pause, just learning new pillsThey call it hustle, call it the grindI call it stealing pieces of my mind
I did my time, I learned the rulesWatched kings get crowned out of broken toolsNow I hear that old locked doorAnd I’m done lying on the floor
I’m sick and tired of begging for breathPast burnt out working to deathI won’t crawl, I won’t bow, I won’t settle anymore.I’m a slave no moreI sold my time, yeah I paid the costThey took my truth and called it “lost”I won’t bleed just to keep their scoreTired of being a whore
No badge, no title owns my nameNo paycheck buys my shameIf freedom’s risky, I’ll take the fallBetter that than no life at all
Yeah I’m sick and tired, hear my roarChains hit the ground, I’m out the doorYou can keep your crumbs, your corner storeI’m a slave no moreI choose my days, I choose my warI choose my worth—nothing less, no moreThis life is mine down to the coreTired of being a whore
Clock keeps ticking, but I changed the gameNow, I answer only to my name.
Boss man talks like I’m replaceable air“Be grateful,” he says, while I drown in the glareHands on the wheel, knuckles tight with the strainEvery promise they made just evaporated pain
I bent, I broke, I stayed in lineTraded my hours for an aching spine.But something’s burning I can’t ignoreThis ain’t living—this is war
I’m sick and tired of begging for breathPast burnt out working to deathI won’t crawl, I won’t bow, I won’t settle anymoreI’m a slave no moreI sold my time, yeah I paid the costThey took my youth, called it “payroll loss”I won’t bleed just to keep their scoreTired of being a whore
Coffee tastes like regret and ashJust one more lie dressed up like cash.But the ladder’s broken, the ceiling’s fakeEvery step up’s another thing they take
Dreams in the drawer with the overdue billsHope on pause, just learning new pillsThey call it hustle, call it the grindI call it stealing pieces of my mind
I did my time, I learned the rulesWatched kings get crowned out of broken toolsNow I hear that old locked doorAnd I’m done lying on the floor
I’m sick and tired of begging for breathPast burnt out working to deathI won’t crawl, I won’t bow, I won’t settle anymore.I’m a slave no moreI sold my time, yeah I paid the costThey took my truth and called it “lost”I won’t bleed just to keep their scoreTired of being a whore
No badge, no title owns my nameNo paycheck buys my shameIf freedom’s risky, I’ll take the fallBetter that than no life at all
Yeah I’m sick and tired, hear my roarChains hit the ground, I’m out the doorYou can keep your crumbs, your corner storeI’m a slave no moreI choose my days, I choose my warI choose my worth—nothing less, no moreThis life is mine down to the coreTired of being a whore
Clock keeps ticking, but I changed the gameNow, I answer only to my name.