Get A Job Lyrics - Manslaughter - Body Count

This stress is killing me 

The pressure is agony 

Those people work till they break 

While others just take 

Stop begging, get a job 

Get a gun, motherfucker, go on and rob 

I'm up at 5 AM, did my work and 

You sleep all day wondering why you're broke 

Then you get on the phone and sweat your friends 

Sad stories, sad stories never end 

You claim you're fly but always meek 

You're always broke but you're lying for weeks 

I got problems, too 

I keep seeing you 

I got a problem, too 

I keep helping you 

I got problems, too 

I keep seeing you 

I got a problem, too 

I keep helping you 

Get a job, motherfucker 

Learn to rob, motherfucker 

Get a job, motherfucker 

Learn to rob, motherfucker 

Do you carry a gun? You sit still 

You never pay me back and never will 

And we can man it out, you breaking my balls 

Till I give the fuck up and block your call 

I'm the bad guy with a bank account 

You just move to your next friend and burn him out 

Everyone knows this guy, this shit's true 

Or maybe this song's about you 

I got problems, too 

I keep seeing you 

I got a problem, too 

I keep helping you 

I got problems, too 

I keep seeing you 

I got a problem, too 

I keep helping you 

Get a job, motherfucker 

Learn to rob, motherfucker 

Get a job, motherfucker 

Learn to rob, motherfucker 

Get a job!