*wakes up to go to work early*

yo

my enterprise is devisin a rise in this enviroment/
of hired men who lie and shit, capitalizin on retirement/
its live as shit, the office floor....you could die on it/
from mens in ties who whizz by wit wing tipped italian kicks/
wit valiant scripts and ledgers, they stick together/
in the thickest weather, for the love of money, and gettin cheddar/
i push this mail cart...
im not what you expected/
got my headphones on, singin wyclefs "eclectic"/
i jet to the next sector aggresive, wit swift methods/
tossin letters on desk of executives, that be the best shit/
cuz the size of they office is impressive, leather and woodgrain, everything...it'll leave you breatheless/
*loud crash below*

*fires engulfs me and im dead mid freestyle*

ROTFLM

im soo bored...

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