Inside Edition lyrics

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INTERVIEWER {Debbie Bennett}: We`re here with JT Money of the now
infamous Poison Clan. And JT we want to hear it from your point of
view. Tell us why you`re always in trouble with the police. Tell us about
school. JT your fans want to hear it from your point of view in your
own words. JT?

Verse 1: JT Money
Mary had a little lamb and it was ME!
A rowdy motherfucker named JT
Problem child! Got on, got strong,
Now they say I`m buckwild!
But I ain`t payin` them mind,
The ol` girl used to say a hard head made a soft behind
So I guess I`m the black sheep of the family,
`Cause they ass can`t handle ME!
And I hate cops, `cause they like
To break black sheep into lamb chops
So I keep makin` problems
`Cause I can`t picture bein` sheep-skin condoms!
And I don`t need no shepherd, see
Especially one that`s cursed with leprosy
See, not all black sheep sleep
Look what happened to Little Bo Peep`s!
Hers left and got knowledge!
Fuck high school and motherFUCK college!
Now you see why I`m so destructive:
A black sheep ain`t shit to fuck with!

INTERVIEWER: JT, you use the word `bitch` quite a bit in your lyrics.
Tell me, do you have a girlfriend? Is there a woman in your life? In
the day and age that women are demanding more respect, what do
you have to say to the young ladies about bitches? Are you `the
Bitch-izer`?

Verse 2: JT Money
Young ladies shouldn`t get offended when they hear
But if the motherfuckin` shoe fits, wear it!
I think a hoe is a hoe, and a bitch is a bitch
I`ma talk about ya ass and keep gettin` rich!
Now why quit gettin` money? I`m JT Money,
And I can`t do nothin` for ya, honey!
So don`t be on my back like a jacket
I can`t hack it, and you`ll get smacked, bitch!
`Cause I hate hoes and they hate me
But I don`t give a fuck, `cause I`m JT!
The motherfuckin` Bitch-izer!
Hoe, talk shit, so I can paralyze ya!
I can`t have no wife! I hate hoes,
Plus it`s in my nature to be a low-life!
So that love shit is OUT! I`m a pimp;
I`ll slap the taste from a bitch` mouth!

INTERVIEWER: JT, let`s be realistic. The fame and glory can`t go on
forever. The Poison Clan has done quite well, but without a high
school diploma, what would you do, if it all just fell apart, today, now?
You have nothing left. The music was over. Let us know.

Verse 3: JT Money
Snatch a bitch down in the middle of the street
Get that book and break out in a heart beat
And then I`ll go, out on
the `ave to shoot some C-LO!
So I can double my shit
`Cause hell, I`m known for rollin` 4-5-6
I just might lay the whole game down
Niggas know I don`t fuck around!
J to the motherfuckin` T
Stands for Just Trouble, so niggas don`t try me!
`Cause I`ll burn your ass like a torch,
Take all your shit, and leave you on the front porch!
`Jack and splak` is how I got my wealth
If I wasn`t me, I think I`d rob myself
I gotta be Spoiled Rotten
Just a little remider for those who may have forgotten
I live for money; pockets are fat
Give a bitch a bet for some pussy and take my shit back!
I gotta be rich; `That`s all the 5,000, bitch
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