Chords for BODY COUNT - Get A Job

_ _ [F] _ _ _ [Fm] _ _ [F] _
_ _ _ _ _ _ [Ab] _ _
[F] _ _ [Ab] _ _ _ _ [F] The stress is killing me, _ _ _ [Ab] _
the pressure's agonizing me. _ _ _
[F] Most people work till they break, _ _ _ while others just [F] take.
_ [Fm] Stop begging, get a job, get a gun, motherfucker, go out and [F] rob.
I'm up at 5am getting my [Eb] work in.
You sleep all [Ab] day and wonder why you're broke.
Then you get on the phone [Fm] and sweat your friends.
Sad story, sad story, never ends.
You claim your 5 but always 3.
[Eb] You're always broke, put your money for [Abm] weed. _ _
_ [Ab] _ _ _ _ [Eb] _ _
I got a problem too, I keep feeding you.
I got a problem too, I keep helping you.
I got a problem too, I keep feeding you. _
I got a problem too, I keep helping you.
[Ab] _ _
_ _ _ Get a job, motherfucker. _ _
[B] _ _ _ [Ab] Learn to rob, _ _
_ _ [Fm] motherfucker.
Get a job, motherfucker. _
_ _ _ [Abm] Learn to rob, [Ab] motherfucker.
Learn to rob, motherfucker. _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ [F] _ _
_ _ _ [Ab] _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ [F]
No, you don't carry a [Fm] gun, you're self-steel.
You never pay people back, you never will.
And we keep handing out your [Eb] brick and my balls.
Till I give a [Ab] fuck up and block your [C] calls.
Now I'm the bad [Fm] guy with the banking couch.
You just move to your next friend and burn him out.
Everyone knows this guy, this shit's [Eb] true.
Or [Ab] maybe this song's about _ [Bb] you. _ _ _ _ _
_ [Eb] _ I got a problem too.
I keep feeding you.
I got a problem too,
I keep helping you.
I got a problem [Eb] too,
I keep feeding you.
_ I got a problem too,
I keep helping you.
_ _ _ _ [Ab] Get a [F] job, motherfucker.
_ _ _ [F] _ Learn [Ab] to rob, motherfucker. _ _ _ _ _
[F] Get a job, motherfucker.
[Ab] _ _ _ _ _
[Abm] Learn to ride, motherfucker!
[Bb] _ _ _ _ _