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Jobz
by Crazy Brain Cory
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Fuck every job I've ever had
Every single one
Fuck Toyota, fuck my Hyundai manager, fuck hotel baker, fuck my old manager Chris
This what i really wanna do with my life
Sell out shows
Mackin hoes
Tracks is gold
Fans new n old
Hey what you doing
Oh im just chilling
Get back to work
I'm doing artwork
Oh really bitch?
That's what I said
Where's Rich?
Probably Dead
That's not funny
Yeah it is dummy
You're fucking fired
Not my desire
Outta cash
No more stash
Why we clash
I would work
But there's none
Why you gotta be a nun?
Take away my fun
These jobs not for me
This is my decree
My raps get bitches on dee fucking knees
On dee knees
Bitch say please
Fuck my job
Ride with mob
Smoke that weed
What I need
Not the drama
Chasing commas
Invade ya space
Nerves erase
Love you all
Answer calls
To evolution
Escape delusion
Let ya mind loosen
Hey this is Cory
Cory you're late again
Yeah I know
I just recently came down with a mild form of Parkinson's
What
Yeah so I need to do a show
I mean see a doctor
What
Yeah ok by now
Hello
Ok so Dr. West told me to take a drink
To take the edge off and not come into work for a few days
Cory you said you had Parkinson's
And you didn't get my Eminem reference sooo
What
What
You're fired
Woah
You're just a fucking hater dude
Fucking stressed
Got no rest
Checks is weak
Like a geek
Bones is fragile
Bitches hassle
Wanna live
Above the rim
Center stage
Come backstage
Blow my brains
Work my gains
Flex my top
Ride bebop
Daydream done
On the run
From my boss
Hates my sauce
Hate him too
Got new clue
Show up late
Innovate
Don't clock out
On my lunch
What's the rush
You smoking weed
Uhhhhhhhhh no
I see the pipe and smoke
You're fired
Now I'm broke
Outta cash
No more stash
Why we clash
I would work
But there's none
Why you gotta be a nun?
Take away my fun
These jobs not for me
This is my decree
My raps get bitches on dee fucking knees
On dee knees
Bitch say please
Fuck my job
Ride with mob
Smoke that weed
What I need
Not the drama
Chasing commas
Invade ya space
Nerves erase
Love you all
Answer calls
To evolution
Escape delusion
Let ya mind loosen
Fuck every job I've ever had
Every single one
Fuck Toyota, fuck my Hyundai manager, fuck hotel baker, fuck my old manager Chris
This what i really wanna do with my life
Sell out shows
Mackin hoes
Tracks is gold
Fans new n old
Hey what you doing
Oh im just chilling
Get back to work
I'm doing artwork
Oh really bitch?
That's what I said
Where's Rich?
Probably Dead
That's not funny
Yeah it is dummy
You're fucking fired
Not my desire
Outta cash
No more stash
Why we clash
I would work
But there's none
Why you gotta be a nun?
Take away my fun
These jobs not for me
This is my decree
My raps get bitches on dee fucking knees
On dee knees
Bitch say please
Fuck my job
Ride with mob
Smoke that weed
What I need
Not the drama
Chasing commas
Invade ya space
Nerves erase
Love you all
Answer calls
To evolution
Escape delusion
Let ya mind loosen
Hey this is Cory
Cory you're late again
Yeah I know
I just recently came down with a mild form of Parkinson's
What
Yeah so I need to do a show
I mean see a doctor
What
Yeah ok by now
Hello
Ok so Dr. West told me to take a drink
To take the edge off and not come into work for a few days
Cory you said you had Parkinson's
And you didn't get my Eminem reference sooo
What
What
You're fired
Woah
You're just a fucking hater dude
Fucking stressed
Got no rest
Checks is weak
Like a geek
Bones is fragile
Bitches hassle
Wanna live
Above the rim
Center stage
Come backstage
Blow my brains
Work my gains
Flex my top
Ride bebop
Daydream done
On the run
From my boss
Hates my sauce
Hate him too
Got new clue
Show up late
Innovate
Don't clock out
On my lunch
What's the rush
You smoking weed
Uhhhhhhhhh no
I see the pipe and smoke
You're fired
Now I'm broke
Outta cash
No more stash
Why we clash
I would work
But there's none
Why you gotta be a nun?
Take away my fun
These jobs not for me
This is my decree
My raps get bitches on dee fucking knees
On dee knees
Bitch say please
Fuck my job
Ride with mob
Smoke that weed
What I need
Not the drama
Chasing commas
Invade ya space
Nerves erase
Love you all
Answer calls
To evolution
Escape delusion
Let ya mind loosen
