Hobosexual — Concrete Corporate lyrics

Lyrics

My baby works so hard, just to make the rent every day
Working on another man’s dollar, keep another rich man rich
Rap, rap, goes the knuckle
Bam, bam, goes my head
«Who's there?», I yell out loud now
«The Tax Man», replies the sound
And now i’m running out the back door
Jumping over fences, over cars
Ain’t nobody gonna catch me, i got fleet feet on
Like Santa Claus movin' 3−6