Koolade - Job Song lyrics

[Consequence] Excuse me I beg your pardon? Nah, wha-wait hold up hold up hold up hold up b**h you don't I don't get paid enough for you to be talkin to me like that Straight up and down I don't feel like standing by the f**ing front door, alright? You know what? Matter fact, a year from now When you at home on your only day off and you watchin UPN You see me come up there and get my motherf**in award Tell yo' kids I said How'd I get stuck in a dead-end job when I can rap But of course my bill collectors they ain't tryna hear that Matter fact they askin Dexter when I plan to pay back On that long line of credit that they lent me way back Way back, way back, at the turn of the century The notice they sent to me is sayin essentially If I don't pay that balance off along with a extra fee Penitentiary or criminal charges Probably soon to follow if you dare disregard this And that got me nauseous, and feelin precautious Cause the fruits of my labor, ain't barin no harvest At least as a artist cause AT LEAST as a artist You become whoever when your time get the hardest But who you 'sposed to call when they all think you garbage And figured that you washed up, damn they so heartless Cause when I called the office they act stiffer than starches [Hook] And this just ain't where I'm 'sposed to be This just ain't where I'm 'sposed to be This just ain't where I'm 'sposed to be This just ain't where I'm 'sposed to be Cause this just ain't where I'm 'sposed to be This just ain't where I'm 'sposed to be This just ain't where I'm 'sposed to be This just ain't, this just ain't [Consequence - over Hook] Man... I gotta make my next move my best move Cause there ain't no food in the fridge SON WHAT YOU DOIN~?! C'mon son, we can't be, son we can't be out there like that The hoes ain't even checking for us no more Son WHAT'S REALLY GOOD~! Ahh.... man [Consequence] Now I'm in a situation that I can't pacify So I'm lookin through the papers skimmin through the cla**ifieds When I see an opportunity that can't pa** me by That I can get the job if I give this cla** a try Put my pride to the side, go get a 9 to 5 Cause livin check to check's the only way that I survive But yo they sorta lied cause the lead's certified It take more than shirts and ties for the course that they provide But the course they would provide, a means of employment Which is basically a job that I'll soon be annoyed with So this unemployment is now subject to change Cause I'm on these interviews and I'm runnin my game And I'm bein interviewed by my government name And I'm Ollie out the crew that we one and the same So for now I'm out the game and far away from recordin Cause they left a message sayin that I start Monday mornin [Phone message] Hello, this is OCS callin for Dexter Mills Dexter, we have work for you on Monday mornin At our Banana Republic, on Broadway and Spring Street in Lower Manhattan You are to be there at ten o'clock in the mornin Please call us back and let us know your availability Have a good day {*conversation between Consequence and his mom about the job follows..*} {*moms is mad that he still wants to hit the recording studio at night*}