Lyrics:
mind, I need a fucking job
But they ain't hiring shit
That's why I fucking rob (Gimmie that)
Had to hustle cause unless you
Got them test scores
Colleges
as
Boring as your priced down flow
You, Walmart
Maybe open some fucking lines for a change
And stop hiring the elderly
Maybe some money could be made
Here,
an atheist
I'm hiring a bunch of fucking
Demons to do crazy shit
It's tiring when all these fucking
Christians are just hating shit (The irony)
Um, what's
smoking lavender
Bitches had got fired
So we hiring
I'm taking calls
Shout out to them gangstas
Cuz a lot of you niggas act like broads
Pause
Yo pussy stank
videos
you still hiring that like ra aint you man tired of that
first in the ends with a black barclays card now its all private banks
And the day it turned to night
I've got a friend in Monterey
I've known him all my life
He was hiring hands for the market stands
It was almost harvest time
Bands, I earned
I could advance you based on worth
You don’t got nada to serve me
Hiring you is like me paying to hurt me
I’d throw you more to ensure you
You said you's a stand-up nigga, but you better lay down when I spray these streets
I come across so inspiring, I'm a boss and I'm hiring
I jump off
behind it
We all need someone to get high with
Flat on my face,
I try get a job
God sent me a sign nobody was hiring
So I got back on my grind
walked
a liking
How
You end up writing
POW
Explosive hirings
Wow
There goes the irony
Never should've fucking let you in in the first place
Clouding my judgement, I
damaging
Room on fire
The Bills start spiraling
Debt collectors keep eying me
Is this place hiring
Become complacent
cll the progress start erasing
pass. Wanna be rappers,
But they ain't got no fall backs.
Hiring hard workers, and giving them all stacks
10 yards of soil, and we're
work here right?
Yeah
Are yall n*ggas hiring?
specialist with a checklist and hollow tips
Made just for politics and I'm looking
For a job
Anybody hiring?
Hmmmmmm. Maybe I should be on MTV
I'd be
their contracts ended
When all the black gowns are hiring
Art does the suffering
They don't see the beauty on the power wires
Or in an honest man in poor
terrified of someone hiring me again
c shadow visited the place where I lived
They beat me until I passed out
The incandescent iron burned my eyes
The smell
shoulder
I stay in the booth, got something to prove
My confidence pebble to boulder
My neck is employed as an icicle holder
My wrist was the hiring manager
when I’m rhyming again,
Yo she heard I got over my ex so its knock, knock, knock, are you hiring again,
I’m counting my pounds, got a penny for my
Your love for filing
Modernizing and enterprising
Your in luck, son
Turns out we're hiring
Oh!
80.96 years on average
A time you've got to manage
Before
bend, and brace
For another long night
For another long night
As the winter shadow stalks the day
All the hiring crews are gone
Well the driving
Hiring man said "son if it was up to me"
Went down to see my V.A. man
He said "son, don't you understand"
I had a brother at Khe Sahn
Fighting off
Hiring man said "son if it was up to me"
Went down to see my V.A. man
He said "son, don't you understand"
I had a brother at Khe Sahn
Fighting off
bend, and brace
For another long night
For another long night
As the winter shadow stalks the day
All the hiring crews are gone
Well the driving
Hiring man said "son if it was up to me"
Went down to see my V.A. man
He said "son, don't you understand"
I had a brother at Khe Sahn
Fighting off
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