And they can throw away the key
     They can give me a life sentence
     It don't mean shit to me
     'Cause the rules by which they play with
     And the rules by which they live
     Seem so damn archaic
     Something's gotta give
     Something's gotta give
     Got no future here now, ain't no lie
     Just a bunch of losers doing time
     I'm on the hard grind
     I'm on the hard grind

     Well you can dump me in a trash can
     And you can hang me by my balls
     You can shoot me with a shotgun
     It don't mean much at all
     'Cause this thing that you call justice
     Yeah, this thing for which you fight
     It makes you so self-righteous
     But it don't give you the right
     No it don't give you the right
     Got no future here now, ain't no lie
     Just a bunch of losers doing time
     Say goodbye
     I'm on the hard grind
     I'm on the hard grind

     Five to nine
     This ain't no part time

     I'm on the hard grind

     I'm on the hard grind

     I'm societies menace
     I'm a felony crime
     I'm a bad example
     I'm a parasite