Job To Job

I'm either feeling like a slob
Or stuck in some type of shiity ass job
Almost always my employers are knobs
Who are trying to rob me of my labour
Sometimes I'm up so early I try not to wake the neighbours
Another job another caper
For four years I delivered the local paper
After that long with only 6 bucks a week I said see ya later
Next was a commission job where I couldn't make a cent
So after knocking on one door to sell AAPT phone rates
My esteem felt a dent
So next I went to an IGA, a bakеr's assistant
With baker's who ain't got nothing good to say
Insults they would spray, But Iwas collecting my pay
So I could gеt away
From these fools who were feeling like decay on my teeth
I always wanted to teach these leaches a lesson
Maybe one day they'll realise who they were messing
With, just a kid with a rare gift
So it was a round six months when I left those cunts
So the job hunt continued
Now A bussie at an Over 28's nightclub venu
And when you are not looking
The old ladies would grab ya ass
Some daring enough take make a pass
I'd just laugh, Saturday nights I'd be working fast
Till at last I couldn't take it no more
So I left that floor, and once again began to explore

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From a Paper Boy to a Stocktaker
From a door to door salesman to Bussie slash Waiter
From a packer to an assisstant Baker
So many ways I've had to make the cash

Through a friend of a friend I found myself at work
Temporary though
I knew eventually I'd be out the window
But time moved kinda slow
So I was rolling fabrics, counting shit, no magic involved
Not really a job of gold, but it made me feel almost whole
And managed to keep me although briefly out of my hole
And I was greatful, for a good job can be debatable
I was capable, but no longer required
A similar job was desired
Rumours that the despatch guy would be fired
But I was never again hired
So feeling oh so tired and high wired
From nowhere came another option
Packaging and filling out invoices
In a warehouse to some may seem rotten
But that ain't stoppin me
And through these Jobs
I've never forgotten the people I meet
The warehouse was Run Scotty Run
Temporary again, so before long I was back to being a bum
So that comes to right now
And somehow I'm now employed as a stocktaker
And self employed as a hip hop creator