Slave To the Grind

'You got me forced to keep my lids in two

I'm still stuck inside this rubber room

I gotta punch the clock that leads the blind

I'm just another gear in the assembly line, oh no

The noose gets tighter around my throat

But I ain't at the end of my rope

'Cause I won't be the one left behind

You can't be king of the world

If you're a slave to the grind

Tear down the rat racial slime

You can't be king of the world

If you're a slave to the grind, get it?

A routine injection, a lethal dose

But my day in the sun ain't even up close

There's no need to waste your prayers on me

You better mark my words 'cause I'm history, yes, indeed

You might beg for mercy

To get by

But I'd rather tear this thorn from my side

'Cause I won't be the one left behind

You can't be king of the world

If you're a slave to the grind

Tear down the rat racial slime

You can't be king of the world

If you're a slave to the grind

They swallow their daggers by turnin' their trick

They tore my intention apart brick by brick

I'm sick of the jive, you talk verbal insecticide

They swallow their daggers by turnin' their trick

They tore my intention apart brick by brick

I'm sick of the jive, you talk verbal insecticide

Well, I won't be the one left behind

You can't be king of the world

If you're a slave to the grind

Tear down the rat racial slime

You can't be king of the world

If you're a slave to the grind

Ooh, I said, slave to the grind

Slave to the grind

Slave to the grind