Conditioned To Grind Songtext
von Constraint

Born with the odds stacked
No silver spoon no skin off my back
If life has taught me one thing
It′s the world owes me nothing Breaking my back to stand in place
All for someone else's pockets to inflate
There is no point even trying to complain
When you′re constantly shown it's the american way


I'll be broke til the day I die
No matter how far ahead I get ill still struggle to survive
There are no guarantees for people like me
Stuck at the bottom only meeting my means

So I′ll break a sweat for what I get
I′ve never been one to shy from the grind

Don't have to ask me if I want the OT
Blue collar baby I need the money