Bad Day

"Hey eddie its dave, your manager
 Uhh I know it's your day off and everything, but I think you're
 Gonna have to come in tracy says she's sick today"
 "You can't be serious man"
 "I am though, you're gonna have to come in and
 Finish those reports that we talked about ok?"
 "*pssh* aight'"
 "Alright, bye"
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 I got these mothafuckas looking at me sideways
 Still I wonder how I'm gettin' all these migraines
 I got a dollar, with a week, til payday
 Stay the fuck away mothafucka been a bad day
 6 o'clock my alarm goes off, I mean I'm barely fuckin' conscious
 Dealin' with this nonsense, obnoxious. Barkin' from the dog, enough
 Open up my window, tell the neighbor, "shut the fuck up"
 Ain't no coffee in my pantry and I'm thirsty and shit
 Up the throttle, crack a bottle of the juice and the gin
 Puttin' on my favorite shirt to wear to work and it ripped
 Get a text from my girl, said she over my shit
 I don't even know the reasons I be goin' through this
 Had to call her and the drama pourin' out from her lips
 I can't even get a word in
 And it's making me pissed, hang the phone up
 "Call me back when you're not such a bitch"
 Threw my shit up at the wall, and now I'm outta the crib
 Hit the car, oh my god, ain't no gas in the whip
 Starting yellin' at myself, someone heard and came to help
 They asked me what was wrong and I fed em' a fist
 Why's the whole world filled with liars
 Blazin' everything like wildfire
 Swervin' cuz im faded
 On the road, ragin' I can't take it and I can't change it
 Fuck it
 Maybe I should throw it all away, I'm gettin' sick of every day
 They work me like a fucking slave
 Barely eatin' off of minimum wage
 Feelin' like i'm trapped in a fuckin cage
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 Show up to work with a frown on my face
 Try to smile, act polite, but, it's hard to be fake
 In my aura, there's a darkness that I think they can taste
 When I'm walkin' down the hall they just get out the way
 And I see there's a stack full of papers to work
 With a note on the top, "Get them done by the 1st!"
 Lookin' over at my boss with his feet on his desk
 A cigar in his mouth, and some ash on his chest
 Start to thinkin' "why he manager? He lazy as shit!"
 Went and asked him for some help, could I get the assist
 He ain't even answer back
 Just sat there and laughed
 Called me unprofessional 'cuz my shirt got a rip
 Now I'm thinkin "maybe I can rig a bomb in his truck?"
 In my mind I got the 9, and I'm loadin' it up
 Gettin' sick of all these people actin' boujee as fuck
 Spent a dollar on a snickers
 The machine got it stuck
 I don't even think that I can keep my temper in check
 No luck, no love, and I get no respect
 Went back to my boss told him, "Suck on my dick!"
 Smacked the papers on the floor, and said, "Fuck you, I quit!"
 Why's the whole world filled with liars
 Blazin' everything like wildfire
 Swervin' cuz im faded. On the road
 Ragin' I can't take it and I can't change it
 Fuck it
 Maybe I should throw it all away, I'm gettin' sick of every day
 They work me like a fucking slave
 Barely eatin' off of minimum wage
 Feelin' like i'm trapped in a fuckin cage
 It's been a bad day
 Damn, it's been a bad day
 It's been a bad day
 Fuck it, imma live it my way
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 I got these mothafuckas looking at me sideways
 Still I wonder how I'm gettin all these migraines
 I got a dollar, with a week, til payday
 Stay the fuck away mmothafucka been a bad day
 It's been a bad day
 Stay the fuck away, mothafucka
 Been a bad day