Ro Morikawa - Job Lyrics

(Na na na na na na na na na)
(Na na na na na)
(My mom's a saint, my dad's a soldier, I)
(Ain't neither but I dabbled both 'em, I)
(Take one)
My mom's a saint, my dad's a soldier
I ain't neither but I dabbled both 'em
I don't need the Word, my verse is Job, I
Cut my hair at Base Yokota
My mom's a saint, my dad's a soldier
I ain't neither but I dabbled both 'em
Don't need the Word, my verse is Job, I
Cut my hair at Base Yokota
I'm scared to cut it elsewhere
I know that they're unaware
There's no repertoire, the sitch is dire
Don't see no picks anywhere, I
Recall the days
Back in LA
My fam would say
(I'll paraphrase if that's ok)
Bro tighten up, loosen up, stop fighting us
Them nappy naps ain't good for us
Let us loosen up them curls
Boy you losing out on them girls (haha)
Jokes on them
Romance be the last thing I'm focusing
I ain't give a damn 'bout hocus pocus
Unless it revive a brother that's supposed to live
From the grip of that damn bogus policing
Homie down, hold me back, hold me, rest in peace
Homie rest in peace
I ain't rest in weeks
If my hair is the pillow caressing me
I still only wake up to depressing dreams
I still only wake up to them
Ain't impressing me
Even when nothings right, somethings left for me
When you tryin to fight, get a left from me
I won't let the Devil get the best of me, nah
Not the best of me, nah
My mom's a saint, my dad's a soldier
I ain't neither but I dabbled both 'em
I don't need the Word, my verse is Job, I
Cut my hair at Base Yokota
My mom's a saint, my dad's a soldier
I ain't neither but I dabbled both 'em
I don't need the Word, my verse is Job
If I lost it all I'd still be all me
My mom's a saint, my dad's a soldier
I ain't neither but I dabbled both 'em
I don't need the Word, my verse is Job, I
Cut my hair at base Yokota
My mom's a saint, my dad's a soldier
I ain't neither but I dabbled both 'em
I don't need the Word, my verse is Job
If I lost it all I'd still be all me
In case I lost it all
And was emotionally unavailable
I know
Perfection is unattainable
I know
Complexion is what they hate me for
You want me to cry? How 'bout you pay me for it
My eyes are dry as the Mexicali border
Tears for the top tier exclusive Gold supporters
Call me a brown and reclusive (a Spider Man)
Don't need a crown, I can't use it (but Midas can)
When I feel down and confused (I'm tired man)
I don't know why, I don't know why
I feel self conscious with nothing in mind
Just know if I, Just know if I
Say that I hate myself now it's a lie
I pick my hair up and out to the sky
Surpass the Thermosphere before I die
Before I die I guess
I'm gonna get these things off my chest
Feeling of pride when there's nothing left
And once you can go where the stars are kept
I'll say, yeah
Orion's belt, never Gucci
Waned moon, never Tunechi
I'm never never gonna lose me
I'm never never gonna lose me
My mom's a saint, my dad's a soldier
I ain't neither but I dabbled both 'em
I don't need the Word, my verse is Job, I
Cut my hair at base Yokota
My mom's a saint, my dad's a soldier
I ain't neither but I dabbled both 'em
I don't need the Word, my verse is Job
If I lost it all I'd still be all me
My mom's a saint, my dad's a soldier
I ain't neither but I dabbled both
I don't need the Word, my verse is Job
If I lost it all, I'd still be all me
My mom's a saint, my dad's a soldier
I'm neither (but I dabbled both 'em)
I don't need the Word, my verse is Job
If I lost it all I'd still be all me, yeah
All me, yeah
All me, yeah
I don't need the Word, my verse is Job
If I lost it all I'd still be all me, yeah

(Na na na na na na na na na)
(Na na na na na)
(My mom's a saint, my dad's a soldier, I)
(Ain't neither but I dabbled both 'em, I)
(Take one)
My mom's a saint, my dad's a soldier
I ain't neither but I dabbled both 'em
I don't need the Word, my verse is Job, I
Cut my hair at Base Yokota
My mom's a saint, my dad's a soldier
I ain't neither but I dabbled both 'em
Don't need the Word, my verse is Job, I
Cut my hair at Base Yokota
I'm scared to cut it elsewhere
I know that they're unaware
There's no repertoire, the sitch is dire
Don't see no picks anywhere, I
Recall the days
Back in LA
My fam would say
(I'll paraphrase if that's ok)
Bro tighten up, loosen up, stop fighting us
Them nappy naps ain't good for us
Let us loosen up them curls
Boy you losing out on them girls (haha)
Jokes on them
Romance be the last thing I'm focusing
I ain't give a damn 'bout hocus pocus
Unless it revive a brother that's supposed to live
From the grip of that damn bogus policing
Homie down, hold me back, hold me, rest in peace
Homie rest in peace
I ain't rest in weeks
If my hair is the pillow caressing me
I still only wake up to depressing dreams
I still only wake up to them
Ain't impressing me
Even when nothings right, somethings left for me
When you tryin to fight, get a left from me
I won't let the Devil get the best of me, nah
Not the best of me, nah
My mom's a saint, my dad's a soldier
I ain't neither but I dabbled both 'em
I don't need the Word, my verse is Job, I
Cut my hair at Base Yokota
My mom's a saint, my dad's a soldier
I ain't neither but I dabbled both 'em
I don't need the Word, my verse is Job
If I lost it all I'd still be all me
My mom's a saint, my dad's a soldier
I ain't neither but I dabbled both 'em
I don't need the Word, my verse is Job, I
Cut my hair at base Yokota
My mom's a saint, my dad's a soldier
I ain't neither but I dabbled both 'em
I don't need the Word, my verse is Job
If I lost it all I'd still be all me
In case I lost it all
And was emotionally unavailable
I know
Perfection is unattainable
I know
Complexion is what they hate me for
You want me to cry? How 'bout you pay me for it
My eyes are dry as the Mexicali border
Tears for the top tier exclusive Gold supporters
Call me a brown and reclusive (a Spider Man)
Don't need a crown, I can't use it (but Midas can)
When I feel down and confused (I'm tired man)
I don't know why, I don't know why
I feel self conscious with nothing in mind
Just know if I, Just know if I
Say that I hate myself now it's a lie
I pick my hair up and out to the sky
Surpass the Thermosphere before I die
Before I die I guess
I'm gonna get these things off my chest
Feeling of pride when there's nothing left
And once you can go where the stars are kept
I'll say, yeah
Orion's belt, never Gucci
Waned moon, never Tunechi
I'm never never gonna lose me
I'm never never gonna lose me
My mom's a saint, my dad's a soldier
I ain't neither but I dabbled both 'em
I don't need the Word, my verse is Job, I
Cut my hair at base Yokota
My mom's a saint, my dad's a soldier
I ain't neither but I dabbled both 'em
I don't need the Word, my verse is Job
If I lost it all I'd still be all me
My mom's a saint, my dad's a soldier
I ain't neither but I dabbled both
I don't need the Word, my verse is Job
If I lost it all, I'd still be all me
My mom's a saint, my dad's a soldier
I'm neither (but I dabbled both 'em)
I don't need the Word, my verse is Job
If I lost it all I'd still be all me, yeah
All me, yeah
All me, yeah
I don't need the Word, my verse is Job
If I lost it all I'd still be all me, yeah