Work Everyday

Damn, man. I’m broker than an old VCR, man. I need a job Are they hiring at your job? I got a stack of red bills at my house. It looks like Valentine’s Day at the crib My kids are eating left-over leftovers, man. I can’t fool them no more. It’s job time [Hook] Every day every day Got to work every day Every day every day Got to work every day [Verse 1] My God there’s got to be more to life than this There’s got to be a bigger reason that I exist Work to eat to earn my keep To ensure somewhere to sleep and spend the weekend buying shit Don’t need economists to know I need pot to piss Follow politics man I ain’t got time to think What I got to set aside for my retirement Cop a double shift pay somebody to watch the kids Sick of all this but can’t take an off day Doctor’s office I can’t swing the co pay Trapped in a network, lucky just to get work They celebrate every week nobody gets hurt Greed could never leave well enough alone They keep on squeezing till we bleed from every bone And we’ll strive hard and stress about the rent Probably still die poor and in debt without a cent but [Hook] I guess I’ll carry my ass down to the county and see what they’re talking about. But You know they treat you like you shot somebody just because you need a little help [Verse 2] You’re telling me you ain’t never been down on your luck Never tried to make them ends meet but just got stuck Never slaved at a gig like a bum with a cup Added all your pennies up and you still ain’t had enough And the jobs full up they ain’t hiring I’m barely surviving not enough to get by with Hunger is a constant problem stomach steady growling People getting shot in my environment Study go to college is what them people hollering Too many road blocks in the way its not an option To say that its impossible I would be lying But you ain’t got a chance if you’re not up in that top ten A couple got a scholarship but I am not them Ain’t got the skills to pay the bills so my pockets are thin So until I cop a gig and my hardship ends Fixing to line my self up at your welfare office again And I expect to be accepted as the man that I am Respectfully and appreciatively Ma’am God damn you must be out of your mind [Hook] Do you see this Tea Party stuff, man? Them people look broke their damn self. Are they serious? [Verse 3] People stressing here’s the question How they get people drinking tea in a recession? It’s deception how absurd is this How are so many poor people conservative? A pro artist, I put it in the good music A con artist job’s to make you look stupid Lookie here I’ll teach you how to look through it First thing you need to know every con got a hook to it They seduce you with a little wealth Say you could have some of these crumbs for yourself If the government doesn’t make us help anyone else You stuck a red sign on your foreclosed house Make you think you’re taking back your nation Then they turn it over to a major corporation Those companies took the jobs overseas And you handed them the wallet out your pocket for free You’re staring in the sky with dollar signs for eyes The blind right wing of a bird that can’t fly Just a peacock with a poked out gut Who’s too fat to fly so his ass just strut but [Hook] They’re so criminal minded we’ve been blinded Looking for an honest job and can’t find it They got a job bill we got a light bill If we don’t pay ours our life is quite real [Hook]