“Just Over
Broke (J.O.B.)”
The Procussions,
2003 (album:
…As Iron Sharpens Iron)
I’m not tryin’
to tell another rap sob story
there’s something different dealin’
with the nature of givin’ and greed
poverty and riches probably congruent to your situation
no I’m speakin’ from mine
some spend 50 years of their life working for money
but never see the thing that they’re obtainin’,
sustained in,
instant gratification meanin’
we’re leaning on a leg that we don’t have simply cuz we
know least about the thing that keeps us worried and it’s
necessary that you realize that currency is like the current
and tides and waves that wanes and fades away
evaporating tomorrow but not investing today
see a seed unsown remains a seed
and it’s the same bead of sweat that everybody gets
when the creditors keep callin’
bank is overdrawn
and rent is insufficient man we stuck in this position
forced to
Chorus:
just work just enough just to get even, get straight
and then we fall behind, and just over broke
finally reach the top of a fallin’
slope
billions are being made at the expense of our ignorance
big banks through big biz financin’
the noose
we choose to hang ourselves and teach our kids
how to embrace the enslavement, MasterCard and Visa,
modern day plantations cracking your back by stackin’ those
minimum payments, double check the statement
cuz that’s just
interest it’s so interesting
we’re robbing ourselves they make it look easy
cuz we
(Chorus)
there’s so many misconceptions and lies
deception is calculated and passed before your eyes
it’s hard to stand when finances fall short
without discipline, debt begins, and last resorts
and now reality
workin’ for your
money is backwards,
it’s like workin for a hammer in
order to build a house
it’s a tool make it work while you’re buildin’
it
save and gain the interest
learn to give up greed for priorities like
the young mother and the singular stand
with her kids providin’ birth
before plans with any man
expandin’ the
child’s eyes to see past today
won’t be swept away by the maze laid in our path
it’s not a question about how much you’re makin’
but how much you’re spendin’
and if it’s in the right places
this is for the disgruntled and the jubilant laborers
trying to escape the trap we’re tryin’
not to die in
(Chorus)