They say that money never sleeps
But I am sleeping ok
They say that life is a bitch
But she is my lover
They say that work is hard
To me it’s sweet like candy
They say that I will not get anywhere
Guess what? I am here breathing
I have to tell you something folks
Once I knew a man who worried about these things
Do you want to know what I did to him?
Nothing at all
Why don’t you take this shit?
And I rip the shit out of them
They say that I am small
Dude you are smaller than me!
They say you are crazy mate
Goddam! You may bet I am.
You should worry about things
But I am not worried at all
Someday you will die
Of course I will and so do you
I have to tell you something folks
Once I knew a man who worried about these things
Do you want to know what I did to him?
Nothing at all
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