I Get the Job Done

Chilling in lab number eight
Happy to create, we scavenge through crates for tracks to mutilate
Hack a tune, tap a beat that we duplicate
Play some keys, boost the bass add a groovy break
Have a cool debate, kick back communicate
Grab the pen and pad 'til sick raps exuberate
Accumulate stack and numerate tracks
Quality over quantity that you can play back

Fans be fiending for music asap
We be fiending to play wherever you be based at
Psyched up
To see you motherfuckaz hyped up
Yo Mika, turn this mic up, 'cause we been trapped
In the lab getting no sun, banging on pads til fingers go numb
Been rapping on tracks and bit my own tongue
But don't worry, son (I get the job done)

If the rain is pouring (I get the job done)
If I'm drunk and falling (I get the job done)
'Til the early morning (I get the job done)
We gon' keep on touring, stage keeps calling

If the rain is pouring (I get the job done)
If I'm drunk and falling (I get the job done)
'Til the early morning (I get the job done)
We gon' keep on touring, stage keeps calling

Stuffing tees in a case, we leaving for three days
We'll eat junk, get drunk, speed on the freeways
Sleep, change positions on our seats when our feet ache
Scream, "Wait! I need to take a leak for Pete's sake"
We keep driving, driving, life is just a waste
We arrive to venues late and set up like we in a race
Uh, I check the mic, then I exit the stage
I am in a strange state, I'm like a lion in a cage

Sipping liquor in the quiet and calm
Puffing cigarettes until it's time to perform
Until they shut the lights and it's on
And if the live is the bomb, we'll probably party until five in the morn'

If the rain is pouring (I get the job done)
If I'm drunk and falling (I get the job done)
'Til the early morning (I get the job done)
We gon' keep on touring, stage keeps calling

If the rain is pouring (I get the job done)
If I'm drunk and falling (I get the job done)
'Til the early morning (I get the job done)
We gon' keep on touring, stage keeps calling

You can fail at what you don't want
So, you might as well take a chance on doing what you want

Bonjour, who thought that we would be from tours
Where becoming the MC was seemingly unsure
I was a punk y'all, dreaming was done for
I never thought we would be on tour
Performing for people that want more
Screaming out encore, fiending to fuck
Beating off freaks at my front door
It's fucking wild, but I love it every day
We made our mothers proud, just by having fun and getting paid

My homie Jean told me, "Love what you do," and I know he's right
You can't become a rapper overnight
Flow and write, go to open mics
Learn to control the fright and don't let no-one out there own your life

One day you, might hop in a van, travel all day
Dash through traffic, get trapped in parkways
Get to play, meet fans and parle
And chill at the bar for the after party
We wanna hop on a plane, dash a long way
Sit above the clouds and travel all day
We can't wait to play, meet fans and parle
We hope half of y'all stay for the after party

We wanna hop on a plane
Sit above the clouds
Hop on a plane
Sit above the clouds
Hop on a plane
Sit above the clouds
Hop on a plane
Sit above the clouds
Hop on a plane
Sit above the clouds