Lyrics:
God's Work
Oh Why?Why didn't god,take a week or two
And do a proper job,To plan and research
The perfect way,to create the universe
He could've put
a proper job, don't have a proper job,
Don't have money to live and eat,
Gotta eat to live so you do the only other thing you know
That'll definitely
a proper job, don't have a proper job,
Don't have money to live and eat,
Gotta eat to live so you do the only other thing you know
That'll definitely
A proper job's not hard to find
People get them all time
That's why we're always queuing up in lines
A proper job isn't hard to find
But I haven't
to have a proper job
Now he works for wages
He's at the bar for the beer that's taking ages
He used to have a proper job
Another day starts, another day
and he says he's a jerk
he's always chasing a heavy mob
he should go out and get a proper job
he should go out and get a proper job sometime
CHORUS
Down
movies every Sunday
Ooh yeah
I don't know why I'm so depressed
Ooh yeah
My brain is working but
My body, it is a mess
Ooh yeah
I need to find a proper job
and he says he's a jerk
He's always chasing a heavy mob
He should go out and get a proper job
He should go out and get a proper job sometime
CHORUS
Down
respect
No proper jobs
Much better in my day
Much better in my day
Much better in my day
Much better in my day
Much better in my day
Much better in
She said she trained to be a dancer
But she had a proper job by day
Charlie Chaplin knew her father
Before he passed away
Asked could I help
chew with the boys
Nah fuck that
Wanna get left there, roughed up, that’s your choice
This the proper example of North
Always a job on the street for
Welcome to Wazza
If you want the job done we'll do the job proper
Only God can judge me
Say no words to your honour
Fight like Conor
Destiny was
I remember the Nigerian guys I met her at the kitchen because people working there were majorly Nigerians and East Africans when I got my IT job I
I remember the Nigerian guys I met her at the kitchen because people working there were majorly Nigerians and East Africans when I got my IT job I
This is the story of a man named Stanley
A simple man with a moderately simple job:
To sit at his desk and
Push buttons all day long
His job was so
blown
And soon it's gonn' be Europe
Coz right now at where we at my brothers lowkey segregated
They can't get a proper job even when qualified enough
They
shoot him in the back (back)
You will say I'm only writing songs
Son, get off of your ass and get a proper job
And snigger at my beat-up boots
I tell
shoot him in the back (back)
You will say I'm only writing songs
Son, get off of your ass and get a proper job
And snigger at my beat-up boots
I tell
music's fine, but there's no chance you will make it
You sound like everyone else, how will you ever be big?
So take responsibility and get a proper job,
Go
you
And get a proper job they will say
But they're one paycheck from being you
Your life to them is a preview
And I can only leave you with a dollar
make any money from rap
But I (Do) try my best to invest my time
So there's less spent working and more working on rhyme
(Do) not believe in proper jobs
still a baby, never got a proper job
I just started strumming ballads and I never really stopped
I'd like to think a tumbleweed could learn to grow some
I don't ever want a proper job
I'm insecure but I cover it up
Read books and poetry I'm lonely
Windmill arms smacking my ass
Dancing round and having
the villain
But I forgive you two, because your parents are the guilty ones
Who never did a proper job of raising you as citizens
And now I gotta deal with
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