Postal

I'm punchin' a clock, carryin' my lunch in a box So don't ever assume that my life is something it's not Shit, I got a 9 to 5, despite the fact that I'm as live As any jerk-off cat that's signed to Jive My boss is trying to drop me out my tree house For at least three hours a day, he's chewin' me out For two to three thou a month, they don't pay me enough To spend my work day, taking this stuff this jerk say I ain't workin' over time I'm tryin' to hear my name on MTV news up in Kurt Loader's lines So I work over rhymes, and I'm behind in my paperwork I'm late for work, cause I spend my nights chasin' skirts My measly cheque don't make it worth the stress That hurts my chest, not to mention I'm immersed in debt To the top of a turtle neck, pissin' and moanin' But why should anyone listen to me, when I don't listen to no one Consider this as an omen, I could go berserk At any moment, like a mailman fed up with postal work I went from happy to nasty like a bipolar jerk To shoot 'em down the lounge with the fine Folgers perks Punch in, punch out, lunch in, lunch out I've been lookin for a building with nice window to jump out Feelin' self-destructive? Sick of the daily grind? Lately I feel disruptive, and I think it's mailman time Day in, day out, it seems like theres no way out I pulled the twelve gauge out and shot off twenty-eight rounds And watch the pellets spread out, killin my associates My boss is gonna get it now, and find out what Postal is "Good morning Mr. Schwartz" "Good morning Louis You've been late three times this month already, I believe this is the fourth" "I don't want you misinformed, it's probably more You're not counting the times I didn't sign the time sheet on the lobby floor" "Right, well if you feel your job's secure, keep it up then" "Apparently someone hasn't had his coffee and he needs a muffin" "Perhaps you need a brief discussion, a policy refresher And where's your progress note?" "Oh, I forgot that on my dresser" "Well if this case is too much pressure, we can ease the tension Starting today, you forfeit your pay and take a week's suspension You really should prioritize, you can't stay up all night Like some college guy, bathing in beer like it's a party life" "Look, I'm sorry I've been screwin up I know I got the perfect job, but I've been working hard on this music stuff" "Well Louis, you need a good job, and I know this one can be tough But rapping isn't real work, and it can be just as hard" "Man, what you trying to stop me from being a star?" "You don't even play an instrument" "Yo I don't need a guitar to season these bars" "Alright well settle down now, there's no need for alarm, try and remain calm" "Or, I'll light this fuckin' office up with guns, fire, and napalm" You're just another asshole, who wants to see me dressed up in my dad's clothes Working underpaid until I'm that old As far as that goes, you'll never live to see it take place I've brought a little present for you in my aftershave case Punch in, punch out, lunch in, lunch out I've been lookin for a building with nice window to jump out Feelin' self-destructive? Sick of the daily grind? Lately I feel disruptive, and I think its mailman time Day in, day out, It seems like theres no way out I pulled the twelve gauge out and shot off twenty-eight rounds And watch the pellets spread out, killin my associates My boss is gonna get it now, and find out what Postal is