Walking Home: Tuesday Violent J

[Intro: Violent J]
Oh shit
I'm getting off soon
Hard labor
Damn
Here we go again

[Verse 1: Violent J, Tierre Diaz]
Another day, another dollar, I'm feeling hella tired
Shit's piled high, and I'm the only dishwasher hired
My homie fat Matt got his ass fired
For beating his banana stick peeping that Rosanna chick
Through a hole in the wall up in storage
Blowing Jerry the cook, it's scary he would look
And when Matt went splat, he had to dump a scoop
I never would've thought he'd pick the soup, clam chowder
He got shit canned, I never laughed louder
At six it was the end of my shift, I'm out of there
I seen Beth in a backseat suckin' on a fat mеat
I said, "Isn't that sweet?" and then I heard, "Exactly"
Happy, her pimp runnin' hoеs like a track meet
And that's when Beth jumped out and fuckin' slapped me
Mad 'cause I maced her, Happy fuckin' chased her
Hey, you trying to get me killed, bitch? I laughed, but my face hurt

[Chorus: Violent J]
I just got off work, and I'm walking home
The hood puttin' in work, once again it's on
Apply my street smarts, why, I don't want the bone
Unnecessary drama better leave it alone
They attack, hit back, I react, think fast
And when you think you got a friend, they the first to blast
When they jack, hit back, are they strapped? Think fast
It's every day all week, so we built to last