Yeah, yeah
[Rebecca Barack - Verse 1]
7pm, standin' up at the podium
Gotta focus, gotta read the totus
Gotta be smart, gotta sound cereal
Seein’ all the words, the scroll is rollin’...
Scrollin’ on and on, everybody’s listenin’
Gotta get down to the bot-tom
Gotta catch my golf cart... I see my Dems...
Starin' at the rich folk
Eyein' all the old folk
Gotta make my mind up...
Whose money can I take...?
It’s Taxday, Taxday
Grabbin' it all on Taxday
All my comrades lookin’ forward to the fifteenth, fifteenth
Taxday, Taxday
Everything's mine on Taxday
You know I'll be spreadin' the wealth... on the fifteenth (yeah)
Czar-y-in’, Czar-y-in’, (Yeah)
Czar-y-in’, Czar-y-in’, (Yeah)
Spread, Spread, Spread, Spread
Lookin’ forward to the fair-ness
7:45, I'm drivin’ at the first hole
Golfing's so hard, I want the ball to fly
One, One, thinkin' about One
You know I'm The One...
I got this, you had this
Your money's in my hand...
I got this, you had this
And don't, you, miss, it?
Glancin' at the left one
Gazin' at the right one
Gotta flip a coin now...
Which pocket should I pick...?
[Chorus]
It’s Taxday, Taxday
O-M-G! it's Taxday
None of my buddies pay them on the fifteenth, fifteenth
Taxday, Taxday
Food tastes better on Taxday
You know I'll be spreadin' the wealth... on the fifteenth (yeah)
Czar-y-in’, Czar-y-in’, (Yeah)
Czar-y-in’, Czar-y-in’, (Yeah)
Spread, Spread, Spread, Spread
Lookin’ forward to the fair-ness
Yesterday was Thursday, Thursday
Today is Taxday, Taxday
I-I-I so excited
I so excited
I gonna take it all to-day...
Tomorrow is the sixteenth
And the seventeenth comes after...wards
I don’t want April Fifteenth to end.........
[Rap Verse]
MC Rebecca Barack
He chillin’ on the front nine (on the front nine)
On the back nine (on the back nine)
He's driving, pitchin'
Using clubs, switchin’ clubs
Wit' a shot in the sand...
Get a caddy now, to go dig it out
Mulligan, mulligan, it didn't happen
Just like the first two years of his presidency
We still blamin' Bush for the last eight years, nevermind...
[Chorus]
It’s Taxday, Taxday
Love be-ing me on Taxday
My cronies get your money on the fifteenth, fifteenth
Taxday, Taxday
Growin' the gov on Taxday
You know we'll be fattenin' up... on the fifteenth (Yeah)
Czar-y-in’, Czar-y-in’, (Yeah)
Czar-y-in’, Czar-y-in’, (Yeah)
Spread, Spread, Spread, Spread
Lookin’ forward to the fair-ness
[repeat and fade]
He's as pretty as a picture--and I wish it was on the back of a milk carton.
ReplyDeleteREALLY? Someone actually wasted time out of their lives to "write" this shit? Sounds like something that a 7 year old would think was an awesomely funny and brilliant idea, that all their friends would laugh at. Perhaps then a 7 y/o would feel liked/accepted (they like me, they really like me!) for a little while. What a shitty exsistence it must be...to feel the need to do dumb shit like this. I feel sorry for you. I spend my time with my daughter, learning about myself & the people, world, and universe(es) around me, working, and getting all the satisfaction and acceptance I need from my family and myself. Sorry that your life sucks so much..that you actually would spend your precious time and energy (life is short) coming up with childish and moronic shit like this. Shit, I just wasted 45 seconds typing this comment...Time to practice what I preach - Good luck with all that guy ;-)
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