Dignity of Labour
dignity of labour (in street language)
To y'all peps wu still think stinks.
dreaming of reigning like a king,
wearing diamond rings,
U dont wana bruise.
never wana loose,
never choose to.
dont wana be guilty,
dont wana be filthy.
always on average
cos u dont wana touch garbage.
thats why u're broke and we're so paid.
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