Postal

I`m punchin` a clock, carryin` my lunch in a box<br>So don`t ever assume that my life is something it`s not<br>Shit, I got a 9 to 5, dispite the fact that I`m as live<br>As any jerk-off cat that`s signed to Jive<br>My boss is trying to drop me out my tree house<br>For at least three hours a day, he`s chewin` me out<br>For two to three thou. a month, they don`t pay me enough<br>To spend my work day, taking this stuff this jerk say<br>I ain`t workin` over time<br>I`m tryin` to hear my name on MTV news up, in Kurt Loader`s lines<br>So I work over rhymes, and I`m behind in my paper work<br>I`m late for work, cause I spend my nights chasin` skirts<br>My measly checque don`t make it worth the stress<br>That hurts my chest, not to mention I`m emmersed in debt<br>To the top of a turtle neck, pissin` an moanin`<br>But why should anyone listen to me, when I don`t listen to no one<br>Consider this as an omen, I could go beserk<br>At any moment, like a mail man fed up with postal work<br>I went from happy to nasty like a Bi-Polar jerk<br>To shoot em down the lounge with the fine foldgers perks<br><br>Punch in, Punch out, Lunch in, Lunch out<br>I`ve been lookin for a building with nice window to jump out<br>Feelin` self destructive? Sick of the daily grime?<br>Lately I feel disruptive, and I think its mailman time<br>*beat changes*<br>Day in, day out, It seems like theres no way out<br>I pulled the twelve gauge out and shot off twenty-eight rounds<br>And watch the pellets spread out, killin my associates<br>My boss is gonna get it now, and find out what Postal is<br><br>"Good morning Mr. Schwartz" "Good morning Louis<br>You`ve been late three times this month already, I believe this is the fourth"<br>"I don`t want you misinformed, it`s probably more<br>You`re not counting the times I didn`t sign the time sheet on the lobby floor"<br>"Right, well if you feel your jobs secure, keep it up then"<br>"Apparntly someone hasn`t had his coffee and he needs a muffin"<br>"Perhaps you need a breif discussion, a policy refresher<br>And wheres your progress note?" "Oh, I forgot that on my dresser"<br>"Well if this case is too much pressure, we can ease the tension<br>Starting today, you forfeit your pay and take a weeks suspension<br>You really should prioritize, you can`t stay up all night<br>Like some college guy, bathing in beer like it`s a party life"<br>"Look, I`m sorry I`ve been screwin up<br>I know I got the perfect job, but I`ve been working hard on this music stuff"<br>"Well Louis, you need a good job, and I know this one can be tough<br>But rapping isn`t real work, and it can be just as hard"<br>"Man, what you trying to stop be from being a star?"<br>"You don`t even play an instrument" "Yo I don`t need a guitar to season these bars"<br>"Alright well settle down now, theres no need for alarm, try an remain calm"<br>"Or, I`ll light this fuckin` office up with guns, fire, and napalm"<br><br>You`re just another asshole, who wants to see me dressed up in my dads clothes<br>Working underpaid until I`m that old<br>As far as that goes, you`ll never live to see it take place<br>I`ve brought a little present for you in my aftershave case<br><br>Punch in, Punch out, Lunch in, Lunch out<br>I`ve been lookin for a building with nice window to jump out<br>Feelin` self destructive? Sick of the daily grime?<br>Lately I feel disruptive, and I think its mailman time<br>Day in, day out, It seems like theres no way out<br>I pulled the twelve gauge out and shot off twenty-eight rounds<br>And watch the pellets spread out, killin my associates<br>My boss is gonna get it now, and find out what Postal is