Get A Job

Get A Job song
Mood: bouncy, dance, hypnotic, funny, hard

Sound Alike: “Racks on racks” by YC

Tempo: 80 BPM

Genre: Hip hop/Rap/Pop/Dance/Comedy

Intro (Talking “Get A Job” lazy unemployed man at home comedy skit)

Verse:
Once, twice, third time this week, I walked the walk but didn’t talk the talk
Not right now, leave me alone right now, can’t you see I’m in the zone right now
On my Nextel, lettin’ my sex run wild, I first got banned in West Japan
Karaoke at a taco stand, Yoshi hustled the Harlem Shuffle, wherever we go I gets my man!
Mamasan got up at dawn, and caught me kissing Tiger Swan, crouching behind a hidden log
Her chopsticks tripped me through the fog, waitin’ in vain on the bullet train, in a silk kimono
With sushi stains, never goin’ back ain’t sayin’ no names just “Get A Job”
Chorus
Just Get a Job (repeated)
Verse:
Q,R, now the S to the T is from DC, and broke a## broads ain’t sh#t to me
Went back to the Cap to check on the Prez, cause’ no one believes a word he says
Gotta get a job, check with my ex, cause’s she ain’t going nowhere like Lil’ Mo sang
Makes my breakfast with instant Tang, and backs it on up when we do our thang
Found my thrill on Capitol Hill pushing homeless people so the streets look chill
Eye on the clock, CNN at six, BET at 7, lookin’ righteous
Aw damnit, the limo’s, front tire, just blew out!, that ain’t in my goddamn job description!
Chorus
Just Get a Job (repeated)
Verse:
Last but not least
Last stop crunktown, never let me down, I exchanged common sense for British pounds
Late nights at the studio with MJ, not Neverland but I think I can
Cashin’ our checks at the LIQ, punchin’ that clock, hitting that grind
Mixing black Jack and countrytime, you better gets yours cause’ I’m gonna get mine
The harder you work, the less you make, and the more you earn, the more they take
So don’t you make the same mistake, and . .
Chorus
Just Get a Job (repeated)
Outro (2nd comedy skit)