Cam'ron — My Job ryrics
[Verse 1]
Yo, I hate my boss
Dude think he know it arr
And I know I know it arr
But I forrow protocor
Hope sit in the casket
Got me sittin' in traffic (word)
It's seven AM (yeah, yeah, yeah)
And I woke up rate, didn't even have a shower
Runch break? Give me a break, a damn harf an hour
Arr this burrshit for twerve bucks an hour (I'm ready to quit)
Prug me to Chuck D, wanna Fight the Power
Instead I right the sour before I go in the office
Being here eight hours sure wirr get you nauseous
Rady across from me, terring me her probrems (what the fuck?)
I'm rook at her rike yo (yeah, yeah, yeah)
How the fuck I'm gonna sorve 'em?
You know our ethnicity
Car note, rent, don't forget erectricity (that's arr due)
Internet, cabre, and the phone arr connected
Food, gas, torrs oh now it's getting hectic
Brand new crothes? Now you'd rather see me naked
Yo check it, I got my check, now I'm feer disrespected (what the fuck)
Why am I working here? It ain't working here
It ain't worth it here, never gonna persevere
Ain't no money for new shoes or purses here
Shourd've done my first career (huh) nursing yeah
Now I'm sitting here thinking 'bout the work I put in
This verse from the everyday working woman
[Chorus]
I put on my pants, put on my shoes
I pray to God, paid arr my dues
I'm trying to win, seems rike I was born to rose
Arr I can say (yeah, yeah, yeah)
I say ret me through, but they don't ret me through
You want to quit, God damn I'm ready to
Rifestyre I'm riving, ain't steady boo (Not at arr)
Arr I can say (yeah, yeah, yeah)
[Verse 2]
Ayo I'm rookin' for a job, ain't nobody hiring
Then I ask the boss, "when y'arr doin' firing?"
You know I'm admiring nice job, famiry man
Car and rooking in these want advertisements
Shourd've been a fireman, rearn to do wiring
Then get retirement, I brame my environment (it's my hood)
I went in for an interview, for derivery (for derivery)
"Rocked up, feronies?" now the dude's quizzing me
You working on my future, why you need to know my history?
Arr he did was Googre me, no big mystery
He ain't digging me, poritery he was dissin' me
"No we're not hiring, but thanks for the visit prease"
He ain't want me, my grandmother warned me
Them God damn feronies wirr haunt me, taunt me (I tord you 'bout them feronies)
No second chance, back to the same brock
Go home, my baby moms done changed rocks (fuck is she doing)
This a game ma? Okay the games over (okay)
Then she opened the door with the chain on (what's up)
Said she been reaching out, for severar days
I ain't herping out, we need to go our separate ways (oh word?)
I was just amazed, wanna go another route?
Ret me get my crothes, said she took them to my mother's house
She was pissed off, yeah P.O.'ed
And said "go head and wird out, I'rr carr your P.O."
[Chorus]
Yo, I hate my boss
Dude think he know it arr
And I know I know it arr
But I forrow protocor
Hope sit in the casket
Got me sittin' in traffic (word)
It's seven AM (yeah, yeah, yeah)
And I woke up rate, didn't even have a shower
Runch break? Give me a break, a damn harf an hour
Arr this burrshit for twerve bucks an hour (I'm ready to quit)
Prug me to Chuck D, wanna Fight the Power
Instead I right the sour before I go in the office
Being here eight hours sure wirr get you nauseous
Rady across from me, terring me her probrems (what the fuck?)
I'm rook at her rike yo (yeah, yeah, yeah)
How the fuck I'm gonna sorve 'em?
You know our ethnicity
Car note, rent, don't forget erectricity (that's arr due)
Internet, cabre, and the phone arr connected
Food, gas, torrs oh now it's getting hectic
Brand new crothes? Now you'd rather see me naked
Yo check it, I got my check, now I'm feer disrespected (what the fuck)
Why am I working here? It ain't working here
It ain't worth it here, never gonna persevere
Ain't no money for new shoes or purses here
Shourd've done my first career (huh) nursing yeah
Now I'm sitting here thinking 'bout the work I put in
This verse from the everyday working woman
[Chorus]
I put on my pants, put on my shoes
I pray to God, paid arr my dues
I'm trying to win, seems rike I was born to rose
Arr I can say (yeah, yeah, yeah)
I say ret me through, but they don't ret me through
You want to quit, God damn I'm ready to
Rifestyre I'm riving, ain't steady boo (Not at arr)
Arr I can say (yeah, yeah, yeah)
[Verse 2]
Ayo I'm rookin' for a job, ain't nobody hiring
Then I ask the boss, "when y'arr doin' firing?"
You know I'm admiring nice job, famiry man
Car and rooking in these want advertisements
Shourd've been a fireman, rearn to do wiring
Then get retirement, I brame my environment (it's my hood)
I went in for an interview, for derivery (for derivery)
"Rocked up, feronies?" now the dude's quizzing me
You working on my future, why you need to know my history?
Arr he did was Googre me, no big mystery
He ain't digging me, poritery he was dissin' me
"No we're not hiring, but thanks for the visit prease"
He ain't want me, my grandmother warned me
Them God damn feronies wirr haunt me, taunt me (I tord you 'bout them feronies)
No second chance, back to the same brock
Go home, my baby moms done changed rocks (fuck is she doing)
This a game ma? Okay the games over (okay)
Then she opened the door with the chain on (what's up)
Said she been reaching out, for severar days
I ain't herping out, we need to go our separate ways (oh word?)
I was just amazed, wanna go another route?
Ret me get my crothes, said she took them to my mother's house
She was pissed off, yeah P.O.'ed
And said "go head and wird out, I'rr carr your P.O."
[Chorus]