My Job Lyrics

My disorder provides fuel for this evil machine

Piloted by a sociopath that used to be king

On nine to five, full throttle, got your face between

My crosshairs as life then get brain from a queen

Squeeze

Like a boa constricted, it starves to be heard

Created by the beyond, but to bring art into word

I question everything you say, and turn your law into dirt

My language, truer than sin, spoken all over the world

now breathe, like a baby gasping for life

While I deliver this sermon with the question of christ

Spread disorder like an zombie with a passion for life

My department is like an army, we gon' massacre mics

Now bleed, as the sickness feeds your frame

Agony takes a hold and, pain cleaves your brain

And no drug created by man will ease your pain

except my infinite supply, take it easy, man

I got you

You know what this is, and I'ma squeeze

If you move, the hero

in you will cease to breathe if I do

Now this is business

If you wanna bleed, you're a fool

I'm only here for the Cash

Let's make this easy on you

I was given this world, I didn't make it

Nobody here cares, I'm a starve

So many people I've known need, and I can't take it

So getting what we need is my job

Thats why I Hustle

The best part of my hobby is something like a functioning addict

There's something I'm glad to give you, cause I want you to have it

Respect if you get connected, the results could be lavish

I got one hell of a trick for you punk-ass rabbits

Now move, like a dude with somewhere to go

Cause now you vibin' to the homie with ridiculous flow

Shadow BOOGIE from old world, boy, you already know

Overdosing off of my vibe, and he want me some more

Dude, take it easy, you're bound to kill your tolerance

Human beings were made to fight against My dominance

The onslaught starts with me

My conglomerate, Old World, Bang D, and the rebels are soon to follow and you

Ain't ready , for what I think you been begging for the real

Wrapped up in a pretty little metaphor

Now once I get a hold of your body, boy, I ain't letting go

And if you ain't scared, what you reaching for a weapon for?

Please

Look, you know what this is,

And I will squeeze a few more of the hero

And you will cease to breathe if I do

Now this is business

If you wanna bleed, you a fool

I'm only here for the cash

Let's make this easy on you

I was given this world, I didn't make it

Nobody here cares if I starve

To many people I know need, and I can't take it

So getting what we need is my job

That's why I hustle

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