Find what you like doing
At do it for a living
Because work don't mean nothing
Unless you praise it at Thanksgiving
It's not a dead-end job
It's a way of life
So find joy in your work
And you'll avoid much strife

They call me Frank, I'm the king of the rappers
So let me hear it from you yellers and you loud hand-clappers
Many rappers think rap is all about making papers
Sipping champagne and eating foods like capers
Their videos are loaded with jewelry and strippers
They have nice hairstyles done by people with clippers
Sure, they're happy now because now they're chart-toppers
But would they be happy if rap made them paupers?

For me the answer's "yes" because I love what I do
And I'm honest when I say that it loves me too
It's not about acting like I'm the world champion
And spouting off beef like I was a ham gun
Yes, I drive around town in expensive cars
And I've talked to some ladies in some area bars
But what I get out of rap is pure enjoyment
To me, life is a burn and rapping is the ointment

Find what you like doing
At do it for a living
Because work don't mean nothing
Unless you praise it at Thanksgiving
It's not a dead-end job
It's a way of life
So find joy in your work
And you'll avoid much strife

(SYNTHESIZED CLAPPING SOLO)

Richard is the name, and I love what I do
I hope that your job is very pleasant too
If not, it may be best to speak with a coun-se-lor
And get a new job you'll be en-joy-in' more
Let me tell you how my career came to pass
First I worked part-time, rappin freelance
Then Kool Moe Dee got sick, and I took his place
Next thing you know, I'm the Rappin' Ace

First I write my raps
Then I recite my raps
In front of the crowd and then I hope they clap
I get feedback from a post-show critique
They tell me which rhymes need work and which ones are chic
Then it's time to write my second draft
It's a lot of work - you do the math!
It's not about the money, my job is rewarding
All passengers to the gate, this plane is now boarding.