Daniel Young Aka Muph - Job To Job lyrics

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 (chorus x 2) 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