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Chapter 5. I Need a Job feat. Intellect Emcee

from ExBoyfriend by Tucker Booth

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Upon waking up in the Strip Club alley way, bloody and hungover, Tucker decides that it's time to take a long look at the circumstances that have led to this new low point in his life. What becomes clear is that TDB (like most people) needs more money, a sense of purpose, and a job that won't suck his soul right out of him.

As he rides home on the Metro Link Tucker has his first epiphany (GET UP OFF THE COUCH!) and gets some helpful advice from fellow Link rider Intellect Emcee.

lyrics

Intro:
Damn! How did everything get so fucked up?
I need to get a job....

Verse:
I need a job man...a damn job in the worst way
Hell, I needed one of those last Thursday!
Please Mr. CEO? It's my birthday...
My home's foreclosed and I'm so thirsty
And so hungry...You can hear my tummy mumblin'
No eggs in the fridge got this bitch grumblin'
Yeah, I've been down for a while...I've been stumblin'
But now I'm more humble and ready to rumble and
It's been a rough year...My stocks took a tumble and
The deficit rose everything got bungled and
Now I stand tattered and trampled and rumpled and
Asking for a job to get over the hump again
I know that I've got plenty of experience
And some pretty good references if you're curious
I really need this, Please? I'm serious!
I'll work the graveyard shift til my eyes get bleary it's
Nothing new...I used to work for UPS...
Hoisting hella boxes from Midnight til 6 a.m.
And never gave less than 110%
Every check got bent and still could afford the rent
But now every damn dime got spent
On the Hoosh and the Hen the G-Friend and her friends
The Tweekin' and the Slurpin'
The Cheefin' and the Squirtin'
The Bingin' and the Purgin'
The Contin and the Bourbon
The Swansons and the Ramen
The Remy and Hypnotique
Hustlers and the Swishers making dents in my wallet
Call it like you see it...See it like you call it...
Ever since you left I've been a full time alcoholic!
Now I'm coming back down and taking a look around like
'Shit! Is this all I've got to show for this
tumultuous, broke down relationship?'
Time to bootstrap this bullshit predicament
By getting off the couch and start slayin' some shit
So I can get a house and start payin' for it
And I can have a wife and kids and afford them...

Oh...You don't have any positions available right now?
I understand...Well thank you for your time anyway sir...
And definitely if something opens up
Please don't hesitate to give me a call because
I would love to work for your company...alright...okay...
Man, what am I going to do?
This is the reason she left me in the first place!
I can't keep a job, I can't keep a girl,
I don't even really know what I want to do
I mean, I know I need to get off my fat ass and
Start doing something
But what? I don't know what I'm good for....

[Intellect Emcee]
Get up out the house man, get up out the crib,
Go get yourself a job, and then a wife and a couple of kids,
Get up out the house man, get up out that room,
there's nothing on that TV screen that you can't already do,
Get up out that house man, get up out that crib...
Man, I need to get a job like J-Toth, and run game like Nicky Cage in 'Face Off,'
Spray off on some 'Hip Hop Hooray' off, and make off with the cake like Madoff,
Yeah, yo it sucks being laid off, I used to look forward to a day off,
but now I gotta look for work, and get to hustle mother f*ckers, hit the street for dirt,
but I only slang-slang with the chitty-bang-bang, boom-bap that's rap in a four-four frame,
I mentioned the verse, when I was in it back then I used to snatch a purse for scratch,
but now I'm grown, applied application reads CEO, that's business, BUSINESS.
Yo, it's some blood, sweat and tears, grindin' yo for like ten whole years...

[sample from J-Toth's 'Get a Job']
You got to go, get a job, but I only make jams, damn I know I slam,
You got to go. Get a job? Yes sir...

credits

from ExBoyfriend, track released June 1, 2010
Produced by Splitface for Crew932.com
Recorded, arranged, mixed and mastered at The Cooler in St. Louis, MO and Frozen Food West Studios, Redondo Beach, CA by Jonathan Toth from Hoth for TheFrozenFoodSection.com

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