Thinking of a master plan
‘Cause ain’t nothing but sweat inside my hand
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Cause ain’t nothing but sweat inside my hand
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Pack it up, pack it in, let me begin
I came to win, battle me that’s a sin
So I dig into my pocket, all my money spent
So I dig deeper, but still coming up with lint…
MY MOM [face red, mug tight]: What the hell is Columbia House music club, and why the HELL did I just get a $112 bill from them?!?
ME: Oh, Mom, I’m sorry. I forgot to tell you, I signed up to get 12 tapes for 99 cents.
MOM: Then why are they saying I owe them $112!!
ME: Oh, damn, I forgot to send back the postcard they sent telling them I didn’t want this month’s tape.
MOM: What do you mean, postcard? So what? Why do you owe $112?
ME: If you forget to send back the postcard in time, you have to pay $112.
MOM: No, YOU have to pay $112, but since you don’t have a job and I do, YES, I will have to pay for this bullshit, because if I don’t they’ll mess up MY credit! I can’t believe you!
But now I learned to earn ‘cause I’m righteous
I feel great so maybe I might
Just search for a 9 to 5
If I strive then maybe I’ll stay alive
ME: I’m sorry Mom, I just really wanted some music. Some of my friends already have CDs, a LOT of CDs.
MOM: CDs! CDs! I don’t care about their CDs! You want CDs, get a job after school then go buy your CDs.
ME: But if I had gone for CDs, I would’ve only gotten six. Since I got cassette tapes, I got twelve albums, so it was kind of a deal.
MOM: Kind of a deal!?! It cost me $112. This really messes us up this month!
ME: I’m really sorry, Mom. I shouldn’t have done that.
MOM: I should take them all away from you.
ME: No, please don’t.
MOM: I hear you. You know every word to those stupid RAP songs. Which isn’t even music. You’re memorizing that “puh, puh puh, puh” instead of doing your homework.
ME: Okay, I’m sorry, I’ll do my homework.
MOM: Is this one of the tapes [Picks up empty cassette case]? What is “Eric B. & Rakeem”? Why don’t they have real names and why do they have to wear such big gold chains?
ME: It’s “Rah-KIHM,” Mom.
MOM: Ridiculous. Don’t ever do this to me again.
ME: Okay Mom.
So I start my mission, leave my residence
Thinking how could I get some dead presidents…