Damir - Woe Whoa America lyrics

I can't get a job you see Is there something wrong with me? Who said life is fair I don't wanna be on welfare I'm contemplating live or die Push or pull do or die Knock knock trick or treat Dirty deeds and thunder cheap I wanna make money now Minimum wage wow I could do something illegal I could work under the table I got student loans you see I'm 40 years old I be I could join the army military Navy cub scouts brain wash me I saw the new stamp you created With the native dream catcher you painted You're just an entrepreneur too I'm making big money now Minimum wage wow I could climb the corporate ladder And embezzle every dollar I still walk the streets eh Cause I wear a suit and tie yeah You give me so much love Cause I wear stars and stripes So I could sit still and think About my four years time Not in jail you see It was University To get a piece of paper for me So you could brainwash me I like America beer that rocks You buy the next round of shots 1st Edition American Slang F## the world Do your own thing Then goes the bang I'm not a beggar I got my pride I'm a go getter I'm gonna get what's mine You got me thinking what's the matter I learnt a lot and now my brain is a scatter I cants stop now my school just robber me Mother#### did it in front of me Wasted years the time I spent Studying those books that didn?t help I took notes and read the abstracts Its my turn my turn to back stab The wall is back its time to a wall The truth is now and not on paper I read about poverty sh** It was about me f## damn Read in-between the lines School is just a bullsh** con My brain is full of words unwanted I pa**ed the cla**es still no jobess When in doubt choose F the answer Cause f## all is what you get Call me a trader so why don?t you oust me Put it in the books that I hung me Took pills and I shot me O.D. (Overdosed) on knowledge, now that?s more like me Student turned bad now im a k**er Friends of SATAN and of HITLER Flip the page and see my picture Title reads im D.O.A. (dead on arrival) Get a ghostwriter rip out the chapter Reprint the book and burn the master Words are weapons I gotta say Hate the kid who knows your way My edition American Slang F## the world Do your own thing Then goes the bang