I Hate My Job

[Verse 1]

Yo, I hate my boss

Dude think he know it all

And I know I know it all

But I follow protocol

Hope he's sittin in the casket

Got me sittin' in traffic (word)

It's seven AM (yeah, yeah, yeah)

And I woke up late, didn't even have a shower

Lunch break? Give me a break, a damn half an hour

All this bullshit for twelve bucks an hour (I'm ready to quit)

Plug me to Chuck D, wanna Fight the Power

Instead I light the sour before I go in the office

Being here eight hours sure will get you nauseous

Lady across from me, telling me her problems (what the fuck?)

I'm look at her like yo (yeah, yeah, yeah)

How the fuck I'm gonna solve 'em?

You know our ethnicity

Car note, rent, don't forget electricity (that's all due)

Internet, cable, and the phone all connected

Food, gas, tolls oh now it's getting hectic

Brand new clothes? Naw you'd rather see me naked

Yo check it, I got my check, now I'm feel disrespected (what the fuck)

Why am I working here? It ain't working here

It ain't worth it here, never gonna persevere

Ain't no money for new shoes or purses here

Should've done my first career (huh) nursing yeah

Now I'm sitting here thinking 'bout the work I put in

This verse from the everyday working woman

(Chorus)

I put on my pants, put on my shoes

I pray to God, paid all my dues

I'm trying to win, seems like I was born to lose

All I can say (yeah, yeah, yeah)

I say let me through, but they don't let me through

You want to quit, God damn I'm ready to

Lifestyle I'm living, ain't steady boo (Not at all)

All I can say (yeah, yeah, yeah)

[Verse 2]

Ayo I'm lookin' for a job, ain't nobody hiring

Then I ask the boss, "when y'all doin' firing?"

You, I'm admiring, nice job, family man

Car and looking at these want ads, tiring

Shoulda been a fireman, learn to do wiring

Then get retirement, I blame my environment (it's my hood)

I went in for an interview, for delivery (for delivery)

"Locked up, felonies?" now the dude's quizzing me

You working on my future, why you need to know my history?

All he did was Google me, no big mystery

He ain't digging me, politely he was dissin' me

"No we're not hiring, but thanks for the visit."... "Please."

He ain't want me, my grandmother warned me

Them God damn felonies will haunt me, taunt me (I told you 'bout them felonies!)

No second chance, back to the same block

Go home, my baby moms done changed locks (fuck is she doing)

This a game ma? Okay the games on (okay)

Then she opened the door with the chain on (what's up)

Said she been reaching out, for several days

I ain't helping out, we need to go our separate ways (oh word?)

I was just amazed, wanna go another route?

Let me get my clothes, said she took them to my mother's house

She was pissed off, yeah P.O.'ed

And said "go head and wild out, I'll call your P.O."

(Chorus)