Baba Brinkman - Nuts and Bolts lyrics
[Baba Brinkman - Nuts and Bolts lyrics]
Number crunching, staring at a spreadsheet
Data entry, coffee break, that’ll tempt me
Diuretic, hit the bathroom, bladder empty
Then it’s back to my back-shattering seat
All work, no play, got bent vertebrae
From sittin’ strapped in one
Place for thirty days
Like a penguin – "quack" – not
Like a bird of prey we’ll be right back
After this commercial break
Entrepreneur’s fate, gotta pay the bills
Haven’t smoked weed in years
Life is way too real
Another admin day, what a waste of skills
But, I can’t sit still, I’m afraid to chill
Pushin’ this cart up hill, I’m Blade Running
Can’t stay in one place
It’ll get away from me
I might coast for ten minutes, maybe twenty
But gravity brings me back, gotta make money
These are the fruit's of my labours produced
In the slavin’ away I do day by day
These are the moves that I make and the rules
That I play by, when I ply my trade
The only videos I make are instructional
Peace to Shad K, I’m mad functional
That’s the nature of industry, nuts and bolts
Bullshit committees and tax deductibles
I’m like "fuck your rules"
Whose rules anyway?
You gotta be a masochist to get an MBA
You gotta be in love with boredom, and pain
Ain’t no original ideas in a pencil case
What a waste of talent, fuck a bank balance
I mean, it’s great
But why chase it if it ain’t a challenge?
Find the space to engage your native passions
In every imaginable way – you
Gotta make it happen
And when it ends in crushing disappointment
Use that to advance by
Making different choices
Or else by listening to different voices
Failure is all but assured
You gotta pick your poison
These are the fruit's of my labours produced
In the slavin’ away I do day by day
These are the moves that I make and the rules
That I play by, when I ply my trade
This isn’t pessimistic, it’s just descriptive
There’s lots of ways to let
The debt collectors getchya
And not so many paths
To a successful business
There’s no certain formula to get the riches
The visionary perspective isn’t
Very effective when it comes to calculating
The yearly interest on all the various debts
You’re carrying from initiatives
That failed to achieve
Their revolutionary objectives
This is serious business
You gotta dot your i’s
You gotta cross your t’s and
Watch your bottom line
Keep your money on your mind
And stay on your grind
You gotta crawl sometimes before
Your star can rise
Just try to fail constructively, trust me
Some days you’re gonna hate your company
The vision doesn’t take you to
A place of luxury
It just sustains you while you
Face the daily drudgery
These are the fruit's of my labours produced
In the slavin’ away I do day by day
These are the moves that I make and the rules
That I play by, when I ply my trade
Data entry, coffee break, that’ll tempt me
Diuretic, hit the bathroom, bladder empty
Then it’s back to my back-shattering seat
All work, no play, got bent vertebrae
From sittin’ strapped in one
Place for thirty days
Like a penguin – "quack" – not
Like a bird of prey we’ll be right back
After this commercial break
Entrepreneur’s fate, gotta pay the bills
Haven’t smoked weed in years
Life is way too real
Another admin day, what a waste of skills
But, I can’t sit still, I’m afraid to chill
Pushin’ this cart up hill, I’m Blade Running
Can’t stay in one place
It’ll get away from me
I might coast for ten minutes, maybe twenty
But gravity brings me back, gotta make money
These are the fruit's of my labours produced
In the slavin’ away I do day by day
These are the moves that I make and the rules
That I play by, when I ply my trade
The only videos I make are instructional
Peace to Shad K, I’m mad functional
That’s the nature of industry, nuts and bolts
Bullshit committees and tax deductibles
I’m like "fuck your rules"
Whose rules anyway?
You gotta be a masochist to get an MBA
You gotta be in love with boredom, and pain
Ain’t no original ideas in a pencil case
What a waste of talent, fuck a bank balance
I mean, it’s great
But why chase it if it ain’t a challenge?
Find the space to engage your native passions
In every imaginable way – you
Gotta make it happen
And when it ends in crushing disappointment
Use that to advance by
Making different choices
Or else by listening to different voices
Failure is all but assured
You gotta pick your poison
These are the fruit's of my labours produced
In the slavin’ away I do day by day
These are the moves that I make and the rules
That I play by, when I ply my trade
This isn’t pessimistic, it’s just descriptive
There’s lots of ways to let
The debt collectors getchya
And not so many paths
To a successful business
There’s no certain formula to get the riches
The visionary perspective isn’t
Very effective when it comes to calculating
The yearly interest on all the various debts
You’re carrying from initiatives
That failed to achieve
Their revolutionary objectives
This is serious business
You gotta dot your i’s
You gotta cross your t’s and
Watch your bottom line
Keep your money on your mind
And stay on your grind
You gotta crawl sometimes before
Your star can rise
Just try to fail constructively, trust me
Some days you’re gonna hate your company
The vision doesn’t take you to
A place of luxury
It just sustains you while you
Face the daily drudgery
These are the fruit's of my labours produced
In the slavin’ away I do day by day
These are the moves that I make and the rules
That I play by, when I ply my trade