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Get A Job by STEEL 
 
Intro (Talking “Get A Job” lazy unemployed man at home comedy skit) 
 
Verse: 
Once, twice, third time this week, I walked

terrorister fick tugga sin aska
Plus en hel by när det small
Den är säkrad snart den eviga fred
När vi satt yxan i Satans svans
Och trätt upp på spetsen av vår

of hate, we Loathe as one
Omnipotent soldiers built by gods
Start the social control, eyes fixate

All you need to know is what we tell you
Once taken

I don't know about you, boys
But if you're like me then hanging around
This old manhole is bringing you down
Six-feet-under getting under your

i en gts jag och dille stänger ned sveavägen
Åklagaren hon vill måla upp oss som ett gäng bitch vi är pionjärer (pa)
Familj och pengar går inte bra

to vykouříš
Já to vím, Logic to ví

To je Wake'n'Bake, s mojí Mary Jane, tak nech mě bejt
Jsem pod vlivem, jsem pod vlivem, pod vlivem, jsem pod vlivem
To je

somethin' comin'
Glock 17, 19, 23, don't matter, lil' bitch
We dumpin' i feel like Rich The Kid in
2014 'cause this bitch jumpin'
44 Bull Dog shoot by the 6

I see two lovers kiss on
The street by Studio 6
And I remember the petrol-thick mist
We settled our lips
And I remember hearing your father laugh

A jsem nasranej, že je to jen tak tak
Já potřebuju víc, tak desetkrát
I vaše vnoučata ví, že já jsem hard
Na nic jsem si nikdy nehrál
Vy jste si myslela,

(Zabili beat, parchanti) Grrah

Wow, wow, wow, chtěli by mě vidět down (Huh)
Ale oni neví, že já to na dně moc dobře znám, huh (Ooh)
Huh, wow, wow,

One things for certain, all that glitters ain’t gold 
So don’t be swallowed by your fears no matter what you are told
This exercise for the soul,

It's February 2016 i'm bout to open for Lady
Leshurr at Gramercy Theater
Was booked by Christian and he picked me
And if you asked me then I never

(Shout out Yamaica)
Vingt-deux, paw
(It's by yamaica productions, baby) putain d'merde
Reste en chien, ah-ah, enfoiré
La Grint', La Grint', La

to my Ken
Don't know my she bein' popped, she can never be a ten
Fuck, racks man I'm tryna get plenty
Been said I want a mil' by twenty
Proved all

Conspiracies melting your brain. Whatever it takes to make you feel safe. Lost love and a six pack of beer. You lay down and pray for another round. But

the truth, they so extra/
Open minds that’s no lecture
Want it all by all measures
Want cheese that’s more feta,
Fuck fifteen need it forever/
Love to see it

(Shout out Yamaica)
(Beat by Yamaica Productions, baby)

Wesh (mmh, mmh) p'tite pute
Alors comme ça tu fais la tchoin pour un dix balles?
J'ai

me alone
Don't need sympathy, no need to cry
Happy days just aren't so easy to come by
Should I just play pretend?
Cut the cackle while everybody

Shout-out Yamaica
Beat by Yamaica Productions, baby

C'est nous, on va venir t'allumer, bon débarras
Tu trouves que la muerte dans mes bras

vidí tu spoušť a znovu zváží situaci
Už tuší, že se sluší vydat prohlášení
Jenže kde teď jsou všichni loajální rádci
Co by mu spíchli něco k vytroubení?

come il Kasatchock per te
Si impone lo stop lascia fa a Piscopo sincrono
Più che spinto vi ho sta pastura da paiura
Tipo Belfagor tu dici che è