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Rollin' up another swisha, listenin' to the again
Drankin' but we concentratin', smoke another again
rewindin', trying to make some hot shit
Oh, what a job is

Another all-nighter, tryin' to get it
Barely make it with the morning sun
Baby mother thinking that you on some other
Oh, a job this is

Drankin' yet I'm thinking of rhyme
Smokin', hoping that some bad news will come some other
'Cause I'm trying to do what I've loved, I love I do
This is something more different than the weed and the brew

That's why we mashin', we ain't asking for nothing, we for it
Push it, peddled it to the people, they can't ignore it, is for
All the independents, a few major
The big who still give niggas favors

On the mixin' and mastering, and
Plastering the tracks on tapes, C-D's, wax or whatever
This is for all the engineers who smoke
Can't forget about the cost and all the hidden fees

For another rhyme written, we spend time spittin' in the
Sometimes like a pigeon coop
But all for the cause, yeah, so I'm
Gonna continue to MC and smoke weed, you I'm

up another swisha, listenin' to the beat again
Drankin' but we concentratin', smoke sweet again
Steadily rewindin', trying to make hot shit
Oh, what a job is

all-nighter, tryin' to get it done
Barely make it home the morning sun
Baby thinking that you on some other shit
Oh, a job this is

As easy as it looks to you, I make it look so
With the music I'd be big impression I'd be leaving
And a lot of folks, they and stare thinking I'ma trickin' off
I another bleezy, puff it, pass it and shake it off

Move on to the next and it's amazing
The next generation of rappers, big Dogg raising
Hmm, 15 years in the game
Still got the fortune and fame, yeah, I'm doing my

Check this Devin, somebody said that real Gs to go
So I'ma keep the truth on these fools like a reverend
Stay open like 7/11 that's 24/7, when you need some hot
by and get you a beverage, I'm servin'

My like nickels and dimes
Plug it in, let it play and let me blow your
It's the dominant conglomerate, and I'ma get
What I get, twist another sweet and bob to the beat

Rollin' up another swisha, to the beat again
Drankin' but we concentratin', smoke another sweet
Steadily rewindin', to make some hot shit
Oh, what a job is

all-nighter, tryin' to get it done
Barely make it home the morning sun
Baby mother thinking that you on some shit
Oh, what a job is

We nights, we some vampires
Niggas gather 'round their beat like a
Singin' folk songs but not no kumbaya, my
You download it for free, we get charged for it

I know you're saying, they won't know they miss it
Besides, I ain't a thief, they pay me a visit
So if I come to your job, take corn on the cob
And take a kernels off it, that would be alright with you

Hell no, yeah,
But we just recording and it ain't to get no condo
And candy, Bentley, Fanny no panties in Miami
And cute lil' chick named Tammy that you took to the Grammys

See we do it for boy that graduated
That looked you in your real tough and said 'preciate it
And that he wouldn't have made it if it wasn't for CD number 9
And he's standing with his baby momma Kiki and she

'bout that they used to get high to me in high school
And they used to make love to me in
they told me 'bout their first date listenin' to my tunes
And how he liked her nail polish

I say, hate to cut you off but I go
I wish you could tell me mo' but I'm off to the studio, gotta tonight
Hey, can you put us in raps? I don't see why not
is the dude you gon' probably hear him talkin' 'bout

Rollin' up swisha, listenin' to the beat again
Drankin' but we concentratin', smoke another again
Steadily rewindin', trying to some hot shit
Oh, a job this is

all-nighter, tryin' to get it done
Barely make it with the morning sun
Baby mother thinking you on some other shit
Oh, what a job is

Yeah, life we live, what a job this is, real spit man
A lot of folks to walk in these shoes but
They don't know man, it's a hell of a job, man
To be a rapper, MC, whatever you to call it, man

We got a lot to with, family members
We gotta always out for baby momma nagging
You know I'm saying kids need and then again
The need that, we gotta make hot music
'Cause if it ain't hot it don't shit
But you know, all in a day's work

a job this is my nigga
What's Devin, the Dizzude?
Snoop D-O dub, J Prince, Prince
Yeah, still on top 2007