3/12/2010

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MO MONEY MO PROBLEMS

The Money is the method.

Makes me puke and smile at the same time.

That means chunks of digested food ooze out of my nose and mouth every time I grin.

Slimy and grimy, like the face of ol George when he turns his blank green stare straight towards your heart.

Money takes you closer to sin, whatever that means.

I know money puts me on my knees.

Innocence dies when that money grows on trees.


People die, live by, and idolize the all mighty dollar.

Plus it makes the girlies holla.


Money Money Money


Have you ever said Money 100 times in a row?

Well I say it's impossible. You're soul is chipped away every time you say it aloud.

And though it heals over time, a soul can only take so many hits in a row before it bleeds to death.

I myself only have gotten to 88 times before I threw myself out of a window three stories off the ground.

Don't worry I was okay, but you know what it took to keep me alive?

Take guess: MOENY!

But i'll keep working, and grinding my feet.

Loaning my time,
dulling my mind.
And losing my beat.



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OH OH OH, but that cash is so sweet.

Don't you feel powerful wielding those dead presidents?

Hundreds, thousands, dare I say millions, under your command?

It's a war out there, better arm yourself well.

General Grant and Ol Andrew Jackson will serve you well.

As you slash and burn your enemies very very well.


Power, Influence, exuberance

You know what I lied.
You can say money 100 times.

Plenty of people have, you seen them all over the world.

It just depends.

Do you want to keep your soul?

Or have a fat bank roll?

SCENE.

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