Yo yo yo working working we work this we work this working for the work work yo yeah Yo six in the morning Hop on my BMX feeling fresh (paperboy) Distributing people text Right to the place you're living That's not the only time that I deliver words with precision Yes I might argue for the fact that I've got better rhymes Check the way you handle bars [handlebars of a pedal bike - bars of a rap] I'm on freaking pedal bike I'm ahead I'm the next in line Duuuh I came to give you somethin' like an STI [sexually transmitted infection] Never mind next job yeah kitchen worker I was flipping verses quicker than burgers Licking my fingers and serving While thinking of syllables Working with different versions of tracks I wanna rap yo I'm still putting chicken in buns since I'm still getting chicks in abundance Believe I run this dreaming of drumkicks no drumsticks this ain't working properly But when I got my pen in my hand you ain't the boss of me safe
Back in my home town you don't get stuff for free Right now I'm gonna take what I'm owed now Then work all day and week I got my Education (Education) My Reputation (My reputation) Education (Reputation) Education (oh-oh-oh) Reputation
Ey yo I never gave a sh*t about a wage I'm glad you made my fees C's [faeces] I'll count to one while you think about it mate One b*tch Time's up You must be slow Now count yourself lucky that I ain't used the faster flow This is to every single boss that ever asked me to go Before I got the chance to quit with a sarky tongue [sarky = Brit slang for sarcastic] And just so every single one of you bastards know The only job I ever get now starts with blow You were just a massive ................... drawing Putting me through sh*t I'm sure was not within the law if I say I want my masters it doesn't mean I wanna be your slave It means I own all my original recordings My bars were incredibly sick but I was clocking up so many f*cking hours I developed a tick So it's logical that numbers are history 'Cos at 9 to 5 it's near impossible to come up with 60
Back in my home town you don't get stuff for free Right now I'm gonna take what I'm owed now Then work all day and week I got my Education (Education) My Reputation (My reputation) Education (Reputation) Education (oh-oh-oh) Reputation
Hey hey hey hey hey education and reputation Yo yo yo
I'm a loose cannon there's no wonder why they fired me (tell 'em n*gga) Pass the lighter please I'd like to spark him out [spark out = knocked out from a punch] Slap! What a jerk and last week my grandma didn't die I just didn't wanna work F*ck off I wanna work and I'm honest and if I'm honest you're not Jennifer Aniston in "Horrible Bosses" so drop it Before I drop in with my lyrics like a .... I won't work at this rate Suck it have a sick day
The Devil's got the answer but he's got a price though He started doing deals for it a long time ago But for reasons beyond my control Well I was working in a shoeshop selling the wrong type of sole I still ain't brave enough to try and speak to Satan But music pays enough to buy weed and trainers So even if I earn a little bit I don't give a damn I'm just doing this for kicks like a Rizzle fan
Back in my home town you don't get stuff for free Right now I'm gonna take what I'm owed now Then work all day and week I got my Education (Education) My Reputation (My reputation) Education (Reputation) Education (oh-oh-oh) Reputation