Mr. Muthafuckin eXquire - The Punch Clock Blues [tekst, tłumaczenie i interpretacja piosenki]

[Intro]

Yea
I'm on my way

[Hook]

I dread to go to sleep on Sundays
I hate to go to work on Mondays
So I call out you know how I do
I tell the doctor its the punch clock blues

[Verse 1]

Shit I'm late again running to this time clock stumbling out of breath
Race against the grace period to punch in 7:08
Fuck I'm two minutes too late
Supervisor know I missed it I can tell by his face
So I know what he gone say before he starts talking
He calls me to his office saying how we need a conference
In regards to my absenteeism and tardiness
He got a document and he could show me if I wanted
I declined he insisted
I declined he persisted
Then continued to pull out manila folders with specific dates and times
Like "you know son you're on you final warning
I wanna see you here bright and early tomorrow morning"
Yea alright, man this day shift is killing my patcience
Change gone come but I'm tired of waiting
And all this aggravation and these hard ass shoes
Are a symptom to a flu I call it the punch clock blues

[Hook]

[Verse 2]

Coworkers are scum
They rat you out for no reason but fun
And bitterness sick because of what their lives have become
A bunch of devil's rejects
Strapped in with no eject
Use to less but now they getting by from check to check
Smile in your face stab you in the back to watch you bleed
Drama queens fucking sucking the whole faculty
Loud mouth ghetto ass bird bitches
No class or etiquette
Intelligence just filthy riff raff
You got this job on the hook up so why you watching me
I don't be watching when yall punch each other's cards and leave at 3:00
I don't be talking bout your stomach or your flimsy ass weave
Or my coworker you fucking that be showing pics to me (smut ass bitch)
Hit the trash kiss my ass
While your down there suck a dick
You don't like it tell your man to come and fight me in this bitch
I'm a get terminated for this shit I do
Cause I'm a whoop his ass and I'm a snuff you too
And when you come in tomorrow they gone be like "hooo"
That nigga bruised that bitch eye to a punch clock blue
That nigga bruised that bitch eye to a punch clock blue