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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 other
Oh, a job this is

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

Move on to the next and it's amazing
The next generation of rappers, big Snoop Dogg
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 spittin' the truth on these fools like a
Stay open like 7/11 that's 24/7, when you need hot shit
Stop by and get you a beverage, I'm

My rhymes nickels and dimes
Plug it in, let it and let me blow your mind
It's the conglomerate, prominent and I'ma get
What I gotta get, twist another sweet and bob to the

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

Another all-nighter, to get it done
Barely make it home with the sun
mother thinking that you on some other shit
Oh, what a job is

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

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

What a job this is my
What's crack-a-lackin' Devin, the
D-O dub, J Prince, Jazz Prince
Yeah, Rap-A-Lot still on top