T-ISAAM FEATURING DJ MAGIC MIKE

T-ISAAM FEATURING DJ MAGIC MIKE - Nigga Need A Job lyrics

(feat. DJ Magic Mike)

(I plan to attend college

and have some kind of job

where I don't have to be around a nigger)

[VERSE 1: T-Isaam]

Damn, a nigga's gotta rob

Cause Bush just sittin on his cush' not makin jobs

My right-hand man got a plan

And he says I can make a few grands

So I listen real closely

Cause mostly the system tryin to roast me

So maybe I should buck it - yeah, fuck it

Let's go and make some ducats

Any way that we can

And even if it means takin from the black man

My own race and kind, cause my mind

Ain't thinkin no straight lines

I'm runnin around blind

Cause it's the same shit that happened to us last time

But I ain't pickin cotton

So I'm out of work and forgotten

Yeah, cause somethin smells rotten

Is it me or the work, crossin t's and i's dottened

Mr. White Collar

Givin plenty of advice but not givin dollars

The ghetto's gettin thick and it's sick

Cause a bitch ain't gettin rich

Can't make ends meet

So many feet walkin bare on the concrete

And it's makin me weak

Cause I hate to see kids have to live in the streets

Gotta make a better life for my daughter

I give love but she needs food and water

So what should I do?

Get a crew and start jackin niggas too?

And then I'd have to end up

Either locked up or maybe even fucked up

So I try to 'do the right thing' but Spike Lee

Ain't doin shit for me

I'm stuck in this hell hole

And every where I go I get chased by 'trol

I need some employment

Not workin up a sweat for police enjoyment

Sign says 'help wanted'

But when I offer my help they don't want it

And I don't wanna rob

But damn, a nigga need a job

[VERSE 2: T-Isaam]

So - I [?] my degree

Two years FMU that have flew

But I have 60 hours

So I figured like Snap I had the power

But it wasn't that easy

Application application made me queasy

Jeezy, I tried and I tried

But I was too young or overqualified (yeah right)

And true, I was rappin

But the shit at the time wasn't happenin

I was just like the next man

Puttin up a front for the next band

And what about my old group?

Started gettin me to do what I used to do

Runnin them streets all night

Doin things when we knew it wasn't right

I'm smarter than that but it's hard

Cause you know a nigga need a job

-So ah, Mr. Brown

I see you applied for a position here

-Sure have

-Ah, you are a little qualified

I see you went to college

-Yeah, I sure did

-Florida... is that a black college?

-Somethin like that

-Hm, let me see... NEXT!

[VERSE 3: T-Isaam]

And because I'm black

Jobs ain't comin in stacks

And I'm young so you know what's up with that

Try a shirt and tie, they tell me

Try speech and bleech, they sell me

But I ain't goin out in a minute

Cause in the black race I'm a lifetime tennant

So renew your lease

Or your whole damn life you'll be livin for the beast

All-out mixture

Cause they paint the ghetto and say it's fixed up

But what about jobs for the homeless

My hair's nappy, cause I'm combless

I can't afford your lifestyle

So when I go wild I fit the profile

Of another po' nigga that pulls the trigger

But what'd you figure when a nigga

Need a job

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