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kaytea · 09-21-2006, 02:22 PM

Greed by Flotsam & Jetsam reminds me of Kip Snips
for right now untill I find a better one

Greed can't wash your filthy hands
Now you know Just where you really stand
Competition. Man against man
o ironic the things that you think
You preface them all with a nod and a whink
The clothes that you wear and the wordVicious players, Game of life has no plan.

Candiate for office, You vote for me,
I'm young, smart, smooth-talkin', no one can bull*** me
Promises promises Just another vote.
High paid thief in office, sharpened lies cut your throat

What do you really want What will you pay
To stab another back, To get your way
And grease the painted palms, all gagged and bound
You try to rip me off I'll bring you down

Kill Or be killed, that's what we're all taught
Money, drugs, religion, they've all got their plots
To make it to the big time, then pay off the cops
It's greed that motivates them and only death will make them stop

Guilt tool of the trade, you crushed someone's mind
To get your own way, you were my friend
You've cut the bloodline that never ends

09-21-2006, 02:22 PM	#26
kaytea I go by Jam or Jammy now, don't call me kaytea I also use them/them pronouns now, ignore the gender thing it's a lie Join Date: Aug 2006 Posts: 385	Greed by Flotsam & Jetsam reminds me of Kip Snips for right now untill I find a better one Greed can't wash your filthy hands Now you know Just where you really stand Competition. Man against man o ironic the things that you think You preface them all with a nod and a whink The clothes that you wear and the wordVicious players, Game of life has no plan. Candiate for office, You vote for me, I'm young, smart, smooth-talkin', no one can bull*** me Promises promises Just another vote. High paid thief in office, sharpened lies cut your throat What do you really want What will you pay To stab another back, To get your way And grease the painted palms, all gagged and bound You try to rip me off I'll bring you down Kill Or be killed, that's what we're all taught Money, drugs, religion, they've all got their plots To make it to the big time, then pay off the cops It's greed that motivates them and only death will make them stop Guilt tool of the trade, you crushed someone's mind To get your own way, you were my friend You've cut the bloodline that never ends __________________ "True friends must be cherished beyond all worldly measure, for in our memory they shine brighter than gold and last longer than diamonds." Last edited by kaytea; 09-21-2006 at 03:13 PM.