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We need cash...
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What happened to our stash?
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I bought a new guitar.
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I rented a classy car.
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I got suckered by e-mail thugs and two cheep prescription drugs.
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Whatever will we do?
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We'll have to think it through.
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I have a word in mind,
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A very scary kind,
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I fear it everyday,
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It starts with letter "J"
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Jam? Jackal? Job? JOB!
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People keep it calm, I'll simply call my mom
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Hello this is your son, our bank account is done
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How much? Well, there is none
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She's never any fun.
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Break it down
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We all could live like kings if I sell my girlfriend's things
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Her computer and her make-up kit would go for quite a bit
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She'll probably go berserk
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I'll make you look like the jerk
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I'll ace the GRE and harvest a PHD
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After curing the HIV, I'll collect my royalties
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Do you think you're bright enough?
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I'll get his girlfriend's stuff
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Break it down
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I'll play a simple tune
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One that makes consumers swoon
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We'll infect you with contagious rhyme
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To keep them coming every time
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That's all we'll have to play
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And then they'll have to pay
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Break it down
  
 
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Revision as of 17:24, 31 October 2009

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Lyrics[edit]

We need cash...
What happened to our stash?
I bought a new guitar.
I rented a classy car.
I got suckered by e-mail thugs and two cheep prescription drugs.
Whatever will we do?
We'll have to think it through.

I have a word in mind,
A very scary kind,
I fear it everyday,
It starts with letter "J"
Jam? Jackal? Job? JOB!

People keep it calm, I'll simply call my mom
Hello this is your son, our bank account is done
How much? Well, there is none
She's never any fun.
Break it down

We all could live like kings if I sell my girlfriend's things
Her computer and her make-up kit would go for quite a bit
She'll probably go berserk
I'll make you look like the jerk

I'll ace the GRE and harvest a PHD
After curing the HIV, I'll collect my royalties
Do you think you're bright enough?
I'll get his girlfriend's stuff
Break it down

I'll play a simple tune
One that makes consumers swoon
We'll infect you with contagious rhyme
To keep them coming every time
That's all we'll have to play
And then they'll have to pay
Break it down