Rollatruc

(I don't want niggas soundin' like me on no album

You know what I'm sayin'?

For real, 'cause I'ma— I'm approach a nigga, man

For real, man, I don't want nobody soundin' like me, man

For real son, you know (No doubt)

Bad enough, nigga, I don't want nobody sound like nobody from my Clan, man

Keep it real, get your own shit, man, and be original)

He said how many baskets did you put on that pallet?

I said about 28

He said well I just counted 15, mate

He said how many baskets did you put on that pallet?

I said about 28

He said well I just counted 15, mate

Well that's because I'm not fucking interested

What did you just say?

I said what time's break Ollie?

Break's at 7 o'clock

What shift are you from, anyway?

I'm from shift one

'Cause this is what it's like

On the shop floor

When you don't believe in nothin'

And you've got fuck-all

This is what it's like

On the shop floor

When you don't believe in nothin'

And you've got fuck-all

I've got a Rollatruc

I've got a Rollatruc

I've got a Rollatruc

I've got a Rollatruc

He said how many pallets did you take off that lorry?

Fuck-all, Carl, I ain't had training for the forklift

Plus the driver had to go

He fuckin' lost it, didn't he?

Started throwing boxes against the wall

He wouldn't look at me

Just fucking swearing his ass off

At the fucking wall

I just stood there thinking

If he fucking touches me

I'll bite a chunk out of his fucking face

What a thick fucking cunt

That's the trouble with people like me and you

We get stressed out about pallets and fucking nothingness

'Cause that's all we got

We walk around all our fucking lives

Telling bosses and anyone else to fuck off

Fist after fist

Fight after fight

Until all we got left is a 40 minute break

'Cause everybody's too scared to tell us we're only allowed 20

This is what it's like

On the shop floor

When you don't believe in nothin'

And you've got fuck-all

This is what it's like

On the shop floor

When you don't believe in nothin'

And you've got fuck-all

I've got a Rollatruc

I've got a Rollatruc

I've got a Rollatruc

I've got a Rollatruc

I fuckin' hate doing music like this

I can't fucking stand it

But I'm too long in the tooth to try and do anything else

I've had enough of these cunts in safe houses

With popular music and all that shit

Wankers on the telly

Gettin' jiggy with it

What happened when the party finishes

You happy bastards

Sob stories about how fame rescued you

And your handicapped father

I'll break his other fucking leg

Slick boy

Muscle boy

Entertainer

This is what it's like

On the shop floor

When you don't believe in nothin'

And you've got fuck-all

This is what it's like

On the shop floor

When you don't believe in nothin'

And you've got fuck-all

I've got a Rollatruc

I've got a Rollatruc

I've got a Rollatruc

I've got a Rollatruc

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