Chill Bump - I Get the job done lyrics

Chilling in Lab number 8, 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 love

Bonjour
Who thought that we would be from tours?
Where becoming an M-C 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 over night
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 afterparty
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

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