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myer clarity - rags 2 dishes lyrics

[intro – darcy]
ohhh ohhhh ohhh ohhh
ohhh ohhhh ohhh ohhh

[intro – myer]
yeah
it’s myer clarity
haha
this goes out to all my dish dogs
all my kitchen crew
yeah

[verse one]
i wake up
45 minutes late
hungover, what a way to start the day off
i ain’t really had much sleep since my day off
boss is telling me, one more time and i’m laid off
aye y’all
live across the city, hop the train up at dufferin
this sh-t is always late or either stuck up in these tunnels
don’t know why i even bother with this sh-t, it’s out my budget
this minimum wage lifestyle is the toughest
walk in through the door, half comatose
say h-llo to “so & so”
what you mean the grease trap overflowed?
no you don’t!
i ain’t mopping mid rush, hold the phone!
who the h-ll stacked these!? c’mon guys, form a row!
gl-sses on the lower shelf, plates on the upper one
yeah, i know i’m late, god d-mn, are you f-cking done?
what you mean there’s no rags?
when the h-ll does laundry come?
they haven’t showed up!?
they had one job to do!

[chorus]
i went from rags to dishes, and right back to rags
i never had no riches, eh f-ck it i’m glad
let’s have a toast
to all my people tryna make a living
can’t stand the heat, stay out the kitchen
and i’ma get high when my shift end
it’s all i’ve ever known

[verse two]
i done mopped a million floors, printed one too many resumes
i’d trade all the sriracha i stole to live like yesterday
my eyes getting duller, crows feet getting evident
quarter life crisis in a t-shirt getting h-lla blazed
finally mellowed out, now i’m working through these “molson mudslides”
hungover gut-rot that most couldn’t describe
you knowin’ the strug life
i’m just tryna clock out before this rush dies
most people never give the dish dog no time of day
[time of day!]
cleaning rich folks plates, what a waste
man, he barely even tried the steak
[what an -sshole!]
i’m just saying, i got sh-t to do
much as i love kitchen crew
i got bigger shoes to fill and i’ma get ‘em too
so before i f-ck the new girl in the dry storage
i’ma grab one last drink with you
cheers!

[bridge]
who the f-ck stacked this this way?
gl-sses go on the, gl-sses go on the bottom
plates on the top
everything else on the bottom-bottom shelf
if sh-t breaks, it’s not my fault
i got my own sh-t i’m working on
i got this f-cking chit over here
and f-cking
this guy doesn’t speak any f-cking english
f-ck this
yo, you got a cigarette i can borrow off of you?

[pots & pans banging rhythmically]

[ad-libs]
one more time y’all
one more time y’all
get it out y’all
get it out y’all

[outro – myer]
we some land pirates
we some land rates
we some
motherf-ckin’ dish dogs

- myer clarity lyrics

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