Clock In to Songs About Working: Anthems for Every Job

Dear Kaunda, father of the land, With a white handkerchief and a steady hand, You fought for freedom, gave us choice, With unity, you raised our voice. “One Zambia, One Nation,” you cried, For peace and love, you stood with pride. From the copper mines to every field, Your vision made our future sealed. Sixty years of freedom’s light, Built on dreams and endless fight. To every leader who held the flame, We honor your legacy, your name. For Zambia, we stand as one, Under the glow of an African sun. Dear Chiluba, man of the hour, With democracy, you gave us power. From one-party rule to voices loud, You stood tall, you made us proud. Through winds of change, we grew, Zambia shone in a light so new. For the market, for the people’s right, You pushed ahead in freedom’s fight. Sixty years of freedom’s light, Built on dreams and endless fight. To every leader who held the flame, We honor your legacy, your name. For Zambia, we stand as one, Under the glow of an African sun. Dear Mwanawasa, voice so strong, Fighting corruption, righting wrongs. With wisdom clear, you led the way, A leader true each passing day. Your courage built a bridge of hope, Giving us strength to dream and cope. Sixty years of freedom’s light, Built on dreams and endless fight. To every leader who held the flame, We honor your legacy, your name. For Zambia, we stand as one, Under the glow of an African sun. Dear Rupiah, with gentle grace, You steadied our country, held its place. For peace you sought, for calm you fought, In every step, wisdom you brought. Though brief your time, your heart was true, A nation grateful stands with you. Sixty years of freedom’s light, Built on dreams and endless fight. To every leader who held the flame, We honor your legacy, your name. For Zambia, we stand as one, Under the glow of an African sun. Dear Sata, man of the street, With the people’s voice, you took your seat. For the poor, you built a plan, A bold leader, a working man. From Lusaka’s heart to every town, You raised our flag, never let it down. Sixty years of freedom’s light, Built on dreams and endless fight. To every leader who held the flame, We honor your legacy, your name. For Zambia, we stand as one, Under the glow of an African sun. Dear Lungu, in troubled time, You led with courage, climbed the climb. Amidst the storms, you held us tight, Guided us through the darkest night. Sixty years of freedom’s light, Built on dreams and endless fight. To every leader who held the flame, We honor your legacy, your name. For Zambia, we stand as one, Under the glow of an African sun. Dear Hichilema, hope restored, With vision clear, our dreams you scored. A new dawn rising with every step, For a brighter Zambia, no regret. Sixty years of freedom’s light, Built on dreams and endless fight. To every leader who held the flame, We honor your legacy, your name. For Zambia, we stand as one, Under the glow of an African sun. From your sons and daughters, So Online Radio UK.

Dear Kaunda, father of the land, With a white handkerchief and a steady hand, You fought for freedom, gave us choice, With unity, you raised our voice. “One Zambia, One Nation,” you cried, For peace and love, you stood with pride. From the copper mines to every field, Your vision made our future sealed. Sixty years of freedom’s light, Built on dreams and endless fight. To every leader who held the flame, We honor your legacy, your name. For Zambia, we stand as one, Under the glow of an African sun. Dear Chiluba, man of the hour, With democracy, you gave us power. From one-party rule to voices loud, You stood tall, you made us proud. Through winds of change, we grew, Zambia shone in a light so new. For the market, for the people’s right, You pushed ahead in freedom’s fight. Sixty years of freedom’s light, Built on dreams and endless fight. To every leader who held the flame, We honor your legacy, your name. For Zambia, we stand as one, Under the glow of an African sun. Dear Mwanawasa, voice so strong, Fighting corruption, righting wrongs. With wisdom clear, you led the way, A leader true each passing day. Your courage built a bridge of hope, Giving us strength to dream and cope. Sixty years of freedom’s light, Built on dreams and endless fight. To every leader who held the flame, We honor your legacy, your name. For Zambia, we stand as one, Under the glow of an African sun. Dear Rupiah, with gentle grace, You steadied our country, held its place. For peace you sought, for calm you fought, In every step, wisdom you brought. Though brief your time, your heart was true, A nation grateful stands with you. Sixty years of freedom’s light, Built on dreams and endless fight. To every leader who held the flame, We honor your legacy, your name. For Zambia, we stand as one, Under the glow of an African sun. Dear Sata, man of the street, With the people’s voice, you took your seat. For the poor, you built a plan, A bold leader, a working man. From Lusaka’s heart to every town, You raised our flag, never let it down. Sixty years of freedom’s light, Built on dreams and endless fight. To every leader who held the flame, We honor your legacy, your name. For Zambia, we stand as one, Under the glow of an African sun. Dear Lungu, in troubled time, You led with courage, climbed the climb. Amidst the storms, you held us tight, Guided us through the darkest night. Sixty years of freedom’s light, Built on dreams and endless fight. To every leader who held the flame, We honor your legacy, your name. For Zambia, we stand as one, Under the glow of an African sun. Dear Hichilema, hope restored, With vision clear, our dreams you scored. A new dawn rising with every step, For a brighter Zambia, no regret. Sixty years of freedom’s light, Built on dreams and endless fight. To every leader who held the flame, We honor your legacy, your name. For Zambia, we stand as one, Under the glow of an African sun. From your sons and daughters, So Online Radio UK.

Dear Kaunda, father of the land, With a white handkerchief and a steady hand, You fought for freedom, gave us choice, With unity, you raised our voice. “One Zambia, One Nation,” you cried, For peace and love, you stood with pride. From the copper mines to every field, Your vision made our future sealed. Sixty years of freedom’s light, Built on dreams and endless fight. To every leader who held the flame, We honor your legacy, your name. For Zambia, we stand as one, Under the glow of an African sun. Dear Chiluba, man of the hour, With democracy, you gave us power. From one-party rule to voices loud, You stood tall, you made us proud. Through winds of change, we grew, Zambia shone in a light so new. For the market, for the people’s right, You pushed ahead in freedom’s fight. Sixty years of freedom’s light, Built on dreams and endless fight. To every leader who held the flame, We honor your legacy, your name. For Zambia, we stand as one, Under the glow of an African sun. Dear Mwanawasa, voice so strong, Fighting corruption, righting wrongs. With wisdom clear, you led the way, A leader true each passing day. Your courage built a bridge of hope, Giving us strength to dream and cope. Sixty years of freedom’s light, Built on dreams and endless fight. To every leader who held the flame, We honor your legacy, your name. For Zambia, we stand as one, Under the glow of an African sun. Dear Rupiah, with gentle grace, You steadied our country, held its place. For peace you sought, for calm you fought, In every step, wisdom you brought. Though brief your time, your heart was true, A nation grateful stands with you. Sixty years of freedom’s light, Built on dreams and endless fight. To every leader who held the flame, We honor your legacy, your name. For Zambia, we stand as one, Under the glow of an African sun. Dear Sata, man of the street, With the people’s voice, you took your seat. For the poor, you built a plan, A bold leader, a working man. From Lusaka’s heart to every town, You raised our flag, never let it down. Sixty years of freedom’s light, Built on dreams and endless fight. To every leader who held the flame, We honor your legacy, your name. For Zambia, we stand as one, Under the glow of an African sun. Dear Lungu, in troubled time, You led with courage, climbed the climb. Amidst the storms, you held us tight, Guided us through the darkest night. Sixty years of freedom’s light, Built on dreams and endless fight. To every leader who held the flame, We honor your legacy, your name. For Zambia, we stand as one, Under the glow of an African sun. Dear Hichilema, hope restored, With vision clear, our dreams you scored. A new dawn rising with every step, For a brighter Zambia, no regret. Sixty years of freedom’s light, Built on dreams and endless fight. To every leader who held the flame, We honor your legacy, your name. For Zambia, we stand as one, Under the glow of an African sun. From your sons and daughters, So Online radio UK.

Dear Kaunda, father of the land, With a white handkerchief and a steady hand, You fought for freedom, gave us choice, With unity, you raised our voice. “One Zambia, One Nation,” you cried, For peace and love, you stood with pride. From the copper mines to every field, Your vision made our future sealed. Sixty years of freedom’s light, Built on dreams and endless fight. To every leader who held the flame, We honor your legacy, your name. For Zambia, we stand as one, Under the glow of an African sun. Dear Chiluba, man of the hour, With democracy, you gave us power. From one-party rule to voices loud, You stood tall, you made us proud. Through winds of change, we grew, Zambia shone in a light so new. For the market, for the people’s right, You pushed ahead in freedom’s fight. Sixty years of freedom’s light, Built on dreams and endless fight. To every leader who held the flame, We honor your legacy, your name. For Zambia, we stand as one, Under the glow of an African sun. Dear Mwanawasa, voice so strong, Fighting corruption, righting wrongs. With wisdom clear, you led the way, A leader true each passing day. Your courage built a bridge of hope, Giving us strength to dream and cope. Sixty years of freedom’s light, Built on dreams and endless fight. To every leader who held the flame, We honor your legacy, your name. For Zambia, we stand as one, Under the glow of an African sun. Dear Rupiah, with gentle grace, You steadied our country, held its place. For peace you sought, for calm you fought, In every step, wisdom you brought. Though brief your time, your heart was true, A nation grateful stands with you. Sixty years of freedom’s light, Built on dreams and endless fight. To every leader who held the flame, We honor your legacy, your name. For Zambia, we stand as one, Under the glow of an African sun. Dear Sata, man of the street, With the people’s voice, you took your seat. For the poor, you built a plan, A bold leader, a working man. From Lusaka’s heart to every town, You raised our flag, never let it down. Sixty years of freedom’s light, Built on dreams and endless fight. To every leader who held the flame, We honor your legacy, your name. For Zambia, we stand as one, Under the glow of an African sun. Dear Lungu, in troubled time, You led with courage, climbed the climb. Amidst the storms, you held us tight, Guided us through the darkest night. Sixty years of freedom’s light, Built on dreams and endless fight. To every leader who held the flame, We honor your legacy, your name. For Zambia, we stand as one, Under the glow of an African sun. Dear Hichilema, hope restored, With vision clear, our dreams you scored. A new dawn rising with every step, For a brighter Zambia, no regret. Sixty years of freedom’s light, Built on dreams and endless fight. To every leader who held the flame, We honor your legacy, your name. For Zambia, we stand as one, Under the glow of an African sun. From Your Sons and Daughter, So Online Radio UK.

a letter to the presidents Dear Kaunda, father of the land, With a white handkerchief and a steady hand, You fought for freedom, gave us choice, With unity, you raised our voice. “One Zambia, One Nation,” you cried, For peace and love, you stood with pride. From the copper mines to every field, Your vision made our future sealed. Sixty years of freedom’s light, Built on dreams and endless fight. To every leader who held the flame, We honor your legacy, your name. For Zambia, we stand as one, Under the glow of an African sun. Dear Chiluba, man of the hour, With democracy, you gave us power. From one-party rule to voices loud, You stood tall, you made us proud. Through winds of change, we grew, Zambia shone in a light so new. For the market, for the people’s right, You pushed ahead in freedom’s fight. Sixty years of freedom’s light, Built on dreams and endless fight. To every leader who held the flame, We honor your legacy, your name. For Zambia, we stand as one, Under the glow of an African sun. Dear Mwanawasa, voice so strong, Fighting corruption, righting wrongs. With wisdom clear, you led the way, A leader true each passing day. Your courage built a bridge of hope, Giving us strength to dream and cope. Sixty years of freedom’s light, Built on dreams and endless fight. To every leader who held the flame, We honor your legacy, your name. For Zambia, we stand as one, Under the glow of an African sun. Dear Rupiah, with gentle grace, You steadied our country, held its place. For peace you sought, for calm you fought, In every step, wisdom you brought. Though brief your time, your heart was true, A nation grateful stands with you. Sixty years of freedom’s light, Built on dreams and endless fight. To every leader who held the flame, We honor your legacy, your name. For Zambia, we stand as one, Under the glow of an African sun. Dear Sata, man of the street, With the people’s voice, you took your seat. For the poor, you built a plan, A bold leader, a working man. From Lusaka’s heart to every town, You raised our flag, never let it down. Sixty years of freedom’s light, Built on dreams and endless fight. To every leader who held the flame, We honor your legacy, your name. For Zambia, we stand as one, Under the glow of an African sun. Dear Lungu, in troubled time, You led with courage, climbed the climb. Amidst the storms, you held us tight, Guided us through the darkest night. Sixty years of freedom’s light, Built on dreams and endless fight. To every leader who held the flame, We honor your legacy, your name. For Zambia, we stand as one, Under the glow of an African sun. Dear Hichilema, hope restored, With vision clear, our dreams you scored. A new dawn rising with every step, For a brighter Zambia, no regret. Sixty years of freedom’s light, Built on dreams and endless fight. To every leader who held the flame, We honor your legacy, your name. For Zambia, we stand as one, Under the glow of an African sun. With Love DJ Sniper So Online

Dear Kaunda, father of the land, With a white handkerchief and a steady hand, You fought for freedom, gave us choice, With unity, you raised our voice. “One Zambia, One Nation,” you cried, For peace and love, you stood with pride. From the copper mines to every field, Your vision made our future sealed. Sixty years of freedom’s light, Built on dreams and endless fight. To every leader who held the flame, We honor your legacy, your name. For Zambia, we stand as one, Under the glow of an African sun. Dear Chiluba, man of the hour, With democracy, you gave us power. From one-party rule to voices loud, You stood tall, you made us proud. Through winds of change, we grew, Zambia shone in a light so new. For the market, for the people’s right, You pushed ahead in freedom’s fight. Sixty years of freedom’s light, Built on dreams and endless fight. To every leader who held the flame, We honor your legacy, your name. For Zambia, we stand as one, Under the glow of an African sun. Dear Mwanawasa, voice so strong, Fighting corruption, righting wrongs. With wisdom clear, you led the way, A leader true each passing day. Your courage built a bridge of hope, Giving us strength to dream and cope. Sixty years of freedom’s light, Built on dreams and endless fight. To every leader who held the flame, We honor your legacy, your name. For Zambia, we stand as one, Under the glow of an African sun. Dear Rupiah, with gentle grace, You steadied our country, held its place. For peace you sought, for calm you fought, In every step, wisdom you brought. Though brief your time, your heart was true, A nation grateful stands with you. Sixty years of freedom’s light, Built on dreams and endless fight. To every leader who held the flame, We honor your legacy, your name. For Zambia, we stand as one, Under the glow of an African sun. Dear Sata, man of the street, With the people’s voice, you took your seat. For the poor, you built a plan, A bold leader, a working man. From Lusaka’s heart to every town, You raised our flag, never let it down. Sixty years of freedom’s light, Built on dreams and endless fight. To every leader who held the flame, We honor your legacy, your name. For Zambia, we stand as one, Under the glow of an African sun. Dear Lungu, in troubled time, You led with courage, climbed the climb. Amidst the storms, you held us tight, Guided us through the darkest night. Sixty years of freedom’s light, Built on dreams and endless fight. To every leader who held the flame, We honor your legacy, your name. For Zambia, we stand as one, Under the glow of an African sun. Dear Hichilema, hope restored, With vision clear, our dreams you scored. A new dawn rising with every step, For a brighter Zambia, no regret. Sixty years of freedom’s light, Built on dreams and endless fight. To every leader who held the flame, We honor your legacy, your name. For Zambia, we stand as one, Under the glow of an African sun. With Love DJ Sniper So Online Radio

[Verse] Well, I rolled into town in my beat-up truck, With a six-pack chillin' and a little bit of luck, Hit the honky-tonk and the band starts to play, Gotta cork the bottle, 'cause we party all day. [Verse 2] Down at the bar with my ol' cowboy friends, Got a lil' secret, and it never ends, From the honky-tonk to the backwoods trail, Gonna cork that coochie like an old moonshine pail. [Chorus] Coochie cork, it's the talk of the town, Gonna keep the fun up, never let it down, From the break of dawn 'til the night's last spark, We got the coochie cork, 'cause we’re making our mark. [Verse 3] Spent the whole week working on the farm, Can't wait to dance with you, hold you in my arms, The neon lights shine on your summer dress, With the coochie cork, you know we're gonna bless. [Verse 4] Bonfire burning, and the stars shine bright, Fishing down the river in the cool moonlight, Rooster’s crowing as the sun peeks through, But this ol' coochie cork keeps it feeling brand new. [Chorus] Coochie cork, it's the talk of the town, Gonna keep the fun up, never let it down, From the break of dawn 'til the night's last spark, We got the coochie cork, 'cause we're making our mark.

Yeah, yeah Uh-uh, yeah Uh-uh, yeah Slime 4 in the morning, shorty texting me down Say she want a nigga for to slide through I was tryna make the pack touch down My niggas driving, that's some shit I don't do These niggas capping, keep it G, which one you working bitch? And I'm too slimy for to be up on some hurting shit He slang that iron, on 4K Trey, yeah I can vouch for jit Sliding, you be in, so you be out, oh, I'ma talk my shit Real player never saying who he fuck with Real hoes never layin' with niggas they hoes slept with Tryna put this cutter on a nigga on some fuck shit They ain't down with me but they know I'm one nigga that it's up with Nigga, I came through swerving I was thugging, getting loaded, getting dirty He want smoke, we blow it, make him choke it We gon' murder him Sipping potion, tryna focus Nigga play, we shoot another film Been getting dirty out my top so nigga, what you wan' do? I'm with some niggas with no name, when you say something, they like, Who? He lost his brother to this shit, but he gon' bang 'til he through And I can tell you Black snort 'caine before he load up and shoot I'm smoking doja, my cup dirty, Percocets, I'm on two This nigga actin' like a bitch, I can't control what he do Well bitch, we stepping on you, a hundred flying, coming through And fuck that bitch, that ho ain't shit, she cross that line with me too But nigga, I came through swerving I was thugging, getting loaded, getting dirty He want smoke, we blow it, make him choke it We gon' murder him Been dranking potion, tryna focus Nigga play, we shoot another film Nigga, I came through swerving I was thugging, getting loaded, getting dirty He want smoke, we blow it, make him choke it We gon' murder him Sipping potion, tryna focus Nigga play, we shoot another film Nigga, I came through swerving I was thugging, getting loaded, getting dirty He want smoke, we blow it, make him choke it We gon' murder him Bitch, we bangin' 4K Trey A nigga play, we shoot another film

Yeah, yeah Uh-uh, yeah Uh-uh, yeah Slime 4 in the morning, shorty texting me down Say she want a nigga for to slide through I was tryna make the pack touch down My niggas driving, that's some shit I don't do These niggas capping, keep it G, which one you working bitch? And I'm too slimy for to be up on some hurting shit He slang that iron, on 4K Trey, yeah I can vouch for jit Sliding, you be in, so you be out, oh, I'ma talk my shit Real player never saying who he fuck with Real hoes never layin' with niggas they hoes slept with Tryna put this cutter on a nigga on some fuck shit They ain't down with me but they know I'm one nigga that it's up with Nigga, I came through swerving I was thugging, getting loaded, getting dirty He want smoke, we blow it, make him choke it We gon' murder him Sipping potion, tryna focus Nigga play, we shoot another film Been getting dirty out my top so nigga, what you wan' do? I'm with some niggas with no name, when you say something, they like, Who? He lost his brother to this shit, but he gon' bang 'til he through And I can tell you Black snort 'caine before he load up and shoot I'm smoking doja, my cup dirty, Percocets, I'm on two This nigga actin' like a bitch, I can't control what he do Well bitch, we stepping on you, a hundred flying, coming through And fuck that bitch, that ho ain't shit, she cross that line with me too But nigga, I came through swerving I was thugging, getting loaded, getting dirty He want smoke, we blow it, make him choke it We gon' murder him Been dranking potion, tryna focus Nigga play, we shoot another film Nigga, I came through swerving I was thugging, getting loaded, getting dirty He want smoke, we blow it, make him choke it We gon' murder him Sipping potion, tryna focus Nigga play, we shoot another film Nigga, I came through swerving I was thugging, getting loaded, getting dirty He want smoke, we blow it, make him choke it We gon' murder him Bitch, we bangin' 4K Trey A nigga play, we shoot another film

Go buy a zip of w-, hit the club Pay for like ten n- to get in, we crunk, lit in this b-, yeah Know we walk around the world Steppin' not givin a damn 'bout where our feet land at Yeah, get your a- mushed, smooshed (6ix) Yeah, 21, the biggest Put a n- in the chicken wing 21, can you do somethin' for me? (21) Can you hit a lil' rich flex for me? (21) And 21, can you do somethin' for me? (21, 21) Drop some bars to my - ex for me And 21 (21), can you do somethin" for me? (Yeah) Can you talk to the opps necks for me? (Okay) 21, do your thing, 21, do your thing (21) Do your thing, 21, do your thing Yellow diamonds in the watch, this sh- cost a lot Never send a b- your dot, that's how you get shot I DM in Vanish Mode, I do that sh- a lot Took her panties off and this b- thicker than a plot All my exes ain't nothin', them h- busted If my opps ain't rappin', they ass duckin' You ain't ready to pull the trigger, don't clutch it I know you on your -, baby, can you -? I'm a savage (21) Smack her booty in Magic (21) I'll slap a - with a ratchet I might slap a tracker on his whip and get to addin' Don't call me on Christmas Eve, b-, call your daddy (21) Call your uncle (21), b-, don't call me (21) Always in my ear, your h- a flea( Why my opps be posting guns and only use they feet? (21) Paid like an athlete, I got- All you h- All of you h- need to remember who y'all talking to It's the Slaughter Gang CEO I got d- for you if I'm not working, girl If I'm busy, then, f- no You need to find you someone else to call When your bank account get low You need to find you someone Ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy, ayy I'm on that Slaughter Gang sh-, ayy, murder gang sh- Ayy, Slaughter Gang sh-, ayy, murder gang sh- Ayy, sticks and stones, chrome on chrome That's just what a n- on Internet clones, got 'em kissin' through the phone Clickin' up so they don't feel alone, ayy Nan' n- seein' me, I'm Young Money CMB I used to roll with CMG, the house is not a BNB The bad b- waitin' on a n- like I'm PnD I'm steady pushing P, you n- pushing PTSD I told her a- to kiss me in the club, f- a TMZ I used to want a GMC, when Woe was doing BNE We revvin' up and goin' on a run like the DMC I layup with her for a couple days, then its BRB You rappers like askin' if I f-, when you know we did When you know we did She came in heels, but she left out on her cozy sh- Ayy, I'm livin every 24 like Kobe did Shoutout to the 6ix, R.I.P the 8 Swear this sh- is getting ate, I'm on ten for the cake Get a lot of love from 12, but I don't reciprocate 51 division stay patrolling when it's late 21 my addy, so the knife is on the gate All the dawgs eating off a Baccarat plate See Drake and they underestimate Take it from a vet, that's a rookie a- mistake, ayy Ah, what, what Slaughter Gang sh-, ayy, murder gang sh-, ayy Slaughter Gang sh-, ayy, murder gang sh-, ayy (Slaughter gang sh-, ayy, murder gang sh-, ayy) (And you got 'em) Boy, look, you the m- man Boy, you, ooh, you is the man, you hear me?