7 October 2012
I the real bad B, There ain't no law for me. I take everything I see And destroy it.
Don't you cry, little boy, Cause your life is my toy. I'm the horse in your Troy And you bought it.
That's the whiff that you caught Of sour, tainted rot. There's a battle that we fought And you lost it.
Now you cover every cost (in fine print, over-glossed) Whenever dice are tossed. It's a racket!
The deck is always stacked. Rates are rigged, that's a fact. If you question, you'll get whacked. We decree it!
We bought the referee Where we play Monopoly. There ain't nothing that is free About this market.
Banksta • Opuss № I