Selling out,
giving in,
given up
Say he's never
been more corrupt
Say what you want
Say what ya will
I saw dolla' signs in my rhymes and
Now it's like I'm comittin' a capital crime
You know
You'd do it too
Ya know,
Rob' the rest
just to save a few
From one in ya crew
To the stranger
someone knew
The point is, you'd do it too
Ya know,
Rob' the rest
Just to save a few
The rich got it so great
Ya say, ya say, and ya say
But what about asking
Who made 'em that way?
They got so much flow
Why can't they pay for
this, that, and so much mo'?
Make em pay, make em pay
Come what dreams may
Listen close, man of clay
Ignorance is bliss they say
I'd show ya the way
But if ya see a mirror
The picture gonna get
Get a whole lot clearer
Go ahead, move nearer
No need to fear her
Now
If you choose to see
Which you won't
You'd see
your own reflection
In all that shouldn't be
Ya know the old line
"Gee, maybe it's me."
From sea to shining sea
A captivatin' fixation
Pervades the nation
Everyday, a dead presidential nomination
Got ya chasing dollar bills
Of each and every denomination
The paint on ya face
To the gems on ya jeans
Ya up on stage with
thoughts of money and fame dancing in ya dreams
As if yours are different
From the devils schemes
The dreams of dollar signs
Fill ya mind
A little alliteration and a rhyme
But they don't make any sense
When ya confuse white trash
With the not so poor, not so hungry, middle class
It's a crime of a rhyme
that just don't pass
I don't mean to be angry
And blast, and I don't
Mean to talk any trash
But
You know
you'd do it too
Ya know,
Rob' the rest
just to save a few
From one in ya crew
To the stranger someone knew
The point is, you'd do it too
Ya know,
Rob' the rest
Just to save a few
This is brilliant! They WOULD do it too. :) I love the way you've laced the lines with rhymes here. I really enjoyed your rhyming comment on my blog as well. :)
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