I'm either feeling like a slob
Or stuck in some type of shiity ass job
Almost always my employers are knobs
Who are trying to rob me of my labour
Sometimes i'm up so early i try not to wake the neighbours
Another job another caper
For four years i delivered the local paper
After that long with only 6 bucks a week i said see ya later
Next was a commission job where i couldn't make a cent
So after knocking on one door to sell aapt phone rates
My esteem felt a dent
So next i went to an iga, a bakеr's assistant
With baker's who ain't got nothing good to say
Insults they would spray, but iwas collecting my pay
So i could gеt away
From these fools who were feeling like decay on my teeth
I always wanted to teach these leaches a lesson
Maybe one day they'll realise who they were messing
With, just a kid with a rare gift
So it was a round six months when i left those c*nts
So the job hunt continued
Now a bussie at an over 28's nightclub venu
And when you are not looking
The old ladies would grab ya ass
Some daring enough take make a pass
I'd just laugh, saturday nights i'd be working fast
Till at last i couldn't take it no more
So i left that floor, and once again began to explore
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From a paper boy to a stocktaker
From a door to door salesman to bussie slash waiter
From a packer to an assisstant baker
So many ways i've had to make the cash
Through a friend of a friend i found myself at work
Temporary though
I knew eventually i'd be out the window
But time moved kinda slow
So i was rolling fabrics, counting sh*t, no magic involved
Not really a job of gold, but it made me feel almost whole
And managed to keep me although briefly out of my hole
And i was greatful, for a good job can be debatable
I was capable, but no longer required
A similar job was desired
Rumours that the despatch guy would be fired
But i was never again hired
So feeling oh so tired and high wired
From nowhere came another option
Packaging and filling out invoices
In a warehouse to some may seem rotten
But that ain't stoppin me
And through these jobs
I've never forgotten the people i meet
The warehouse was run scotty run
Temporary again, so before long i was back to being a bum
So that comes to right now
And somehow i'm now employed as a stocktaker
And self employed as a hip hop creator