[foreward]
Back-breaking work
Coming home with blood on my shirt
It's a blessing, it's a curse
Feeling way too numb to strike a nerve
[Chorus]
It's a dirty job — somebody gotta do it
Somebody gotta do it
Somebody gotta do it
Somebody gotta do it
Somebody gotta do it
Somebody gotta do it
[Verse: DocturDot]
Top two, and I'm not two
In the cut — hypotenuse
If I had a bustdown, I'd lose that hoe — I be too geeked up off shrooms
Turn a bitch to the side like Yu-Gi-Oh — made a hoe howl at the moon
I be working my ass off, movie bro — but this shit starting to feel like Tubi though
I be wildin' on the road, I been doing these shows — I was making sex tapes with a groupie (shhh)
Every squad need a wildcard — somebody gotta do it though
Uno make a nigga draw four — I'ma stand ten toes, give a f*** who you know
These niggas so fake, niggas so pseudo — but they act like they f*** with you though
Social battery died, I got nothing to say
I done lost another job 'cause I couldn't obey
F***ed around and beat the odds a whole 'nother way (Ohh ohh)
[Chorus]
It's a dirty job — somebody gotta do it
Somebody gotta do it
Somebody gotta do it
Somebody gotta do it
Somebody gotta do it
Somebody gotta do it
Somebody gotta do it
Somebody gotta do it
It's a dirty job — somebody gotta do it
Somebody gotta do it
Somebody gotta do it
Somebody gotta do it
Somebody gotta do it
Somebody gotta do it
Somebody gotta do it
[Verse: Chris Patrick]
My cousin screwed up on the bread, and it hurt me when I had to fire bro
The girl of my dreams didn't f*** with the dream of me aiming for high goals
Cutting off people I love — had to numb it with Jack and a styrofoam
Survivor's guilt is a dirty job — gotta do what's required though, 'cause I know what it take
Tracee Ellis way I stayed in a Ross — coppin' clothes for a bit when the kid was in need
Niggas love acting like you ain't on s*** till the s*** that you want catch a hit and succeed
Iced out baguettes round the neck like Tourette's — screaming out "that boy rich!" every time that I'm seen
F*** is you talking 'bout love for lil' bitch boy? My L-O-V-E is for chasing the cheese
Watch how I slide around — only pop out for the commas now
Paying the kid off his traumas now — ain't worked a job for a while now
Up in the middle of Tyler now — Dreamt brought that s*** back when I was down
Gave up everything to smile now
[Chorus]
This s*** a dirty job — somebody gotta do it
Somebody gotta do it
Somebody gotta do it
Somebody gotta do it
Somebody gotta do it
Somebody gotta do it
Somebody gotta do it
Somebody gotta do it
It's a dirty job — somebody gotta do it
Somebody gotta do it
Somebody gotta do it
Somebody gotta do it
Somebody gotta do it
Somebody gotta do it
Somebody gotta do it