I'll start a story, see if you can carry it on. We'll see where it ends up, like Chinese Whispers...
A bank clerk goes beserk in the place that he works
Cos it hurt to see the trades of the customer jerks,
that was one for the money, always sticky as honey
and Two for the show, so it's time for him to blow
he gets out his gat faster than Elvis got fat
Grabs a fistful of dollars while his comrades stepped back
Walked out on the street, the whole world at his feet,
justice must be served, styled on Bruce Lee,
Pulls out his list, number one was Chris
made a billion from Tobacco cos he targeted kids
Got em hooked early, but his tricks were dirty
Gave em out free at the school gates 3:30
Number two was Kirk, who around hospitals lurked
Asked patients "wanna sue for that fall at work?"
And number three was me, a small time emcee
made millions from peddling small girls' virginities
Sick fucks are in luck if they want their dicks sucked
They ask me for my fee and then hand over the bucks
But as they get it on with my li'l sis Tigger,
She sucks til they come, looks up and with a snigger
Puts a gun to their head and with her finger pulls the trigger
While I add the cash to my stash, watchin our pile get bigger....
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