joules - Occupation ft Roark Bailey (Music Video) - ISA MUSIC

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▶ SONG CREDITS
PRODUCER
Joules
Roark Bailey

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DIRECTOR
Ben Rollins (http://benrollins.co/)

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PRODUCED FOR ISA // DAN @DANakaDAN
EDITED FOR ISA // Alex Oh
LOGO // Eunice Kim
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LYRICS
the venue opens
splendid, its an adventurous omen
that im married to this place from open to closing
hoping
the message i speak
spoken i wrote on this sheet
floats in
and causes compulsive motions
hands wave and necks broken
the definition of hustle
what one can muscle and stomach
you feel the cluster but love it
and run it beyond
never rubbin your palms
never a job well done
its on, on to the next life flashes and gone
life is random, hands on, things slip thru the cracks
and full of shit like a crammed thong
and goes never what you planned on
moneys low but ham on
the beat
provided to us
surviving like the jewish
in this world war of insanity where vanity
branded me to be unhappy with my sanity of nothing handed to me
or make an honest living
to my mama and my wife theres no promised giving but still

hook:
The life and times of a 9-5
Will never
Compromise for the lights that shine
I shine
Bright as the moon as the stars align
Designed
My rights and wrongs thru these songs
I find
My life
Is too short for
The constant waiting
To
connect the dots
See the constellations
Thru
Reality, the dreams I see
I see
Nothing but bright lights
Flashing on me

Itll never be
Bad memories
Or fall in jealousy
No stalls I want it all
Till this cheddar taste like celery
The melody it hits my mind
Bouncing like I'm hypnotized
My kryptonite is feelin like believing that I missed my time
i worries none
like salt when the flurries come
success a sight for sore eyes
my vision blurries some
Dark rooms and sparked fumes
Consume my eyes and mind
Where I find midnight marauders
That share my 9-5
That grind
Friction
Dictionary defined non fiction
Picture perfect
Or it's worthless
Is our crews description
Never no lazy
Ever so crazy
I've been lately
Greatly appreciate cash
patient increasing my stash
still its urgency
Living life like a mercenary
My soul carries me top side
with no sperrys on the job site
i grew up thinking like manolo’s friend
my world to make it mine again
from warm summer nights
to when it snows again.

hook:
The life and times of a 9-5
Will never
Compromise for the lights that shine
I shine
Bright as the moon as the stars align
Designed
My rights and wrongs thru these songs
I find
My life
Is too short for
The constant waiting
To
connect the dots
See the constellations
Thru
Reality, the dreams I see
I see
Nothing but bright lights
Flashing on me