Testo di 'Can't Get A Job' di Wookiefoot

I am the modern model of the modern model citizen
But every now and then I have to question what I’m living in
Another day another dollar take it for example
Business minded kindness blinded by a need to trample
Now I find myself as unemployment as my lifestyle
Running out of money and I’m livin' like a slob
Can’t get the honeys cause I’m running out of Lifestyles
Don’t think it’s funny cause i can’t get a job
Well I can’t get job cause i can’t afford to work
Got no money for the bus Gus
Let’s discuss if we must the cycle that won’t allow me nothing cousin
Hey I got no loot so I can’t get nice clothes
Got no new clothes so I can’t get no interview
Got no interview so I can’t sell myself
Got no job so I don’t got no wealth
Got no wealth which means no car no house no bar with
No bottles to put on a shelf
Got no money so I can’t get a haircut
Can’t get a haircut so I can’t look nice
Got no cheese so I can’t catch the mice
That don’t even live at my home address
I don’t no dough so I can’t get no bread to bless
I can’t get a job I can’t get a job
I can’t get a job I can’t get a job 'cause I can’t afford to work
I got no credit cause it takes it to get it
That’s making me dread it so I did
Don’t want a job to define me not till i find me
My dreads will remind me that i’m just a kid
As they did the other day when i went to see the man
Late to the meeting and he didn’t understand
Never on time cause the watch doesn’t ring wear me
Never had time cause it’s just a theory ethereal
like the goddess of material wealth
She can keep it for herself
In a daze through the maze so that you can get a raise
While the suits say who goes who stays
Back to the start lose a turn
Give thanks and praise there are better ways to learn
Thinkin' that you earn should be concerned
Put your soul on hold then it needs to be returned
I can’t get a job I can’t get a job
I can’t get a job I can't get a job cause I can’t afford to work
I said i can’t get a job cuz i can’t get a reference
I can’t get a reference cuz i don’t have a phone
I can’t get a phone cuz i got no place to put it in
I got no place to put it in cuz I’m without a home
I can’t get housing if I’ve got no history
I can’t get a loan cause I’m always alone
I can’t go to the bank with my nappy nappy dreads
I can’t undo my naps cause i can’t afford a comb
I can’t get a job cause i got no drivers license
and the People there can’t help me cause i got no id
They’re the ones trying to tell me that i got no identity
But they’re the ones working at the fucking DMV
Aw excuse me as I babble on and on