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WHAT THE BUCK

You walk around on high; proud to be a buck
Basing your worth on how good you can fuck
Stuck within the mindset of the slaves of old
The chains that remain are now made of gold

You've sold your soul for some gold & some kicks
Speaking that street slang & thinking you're slick
You need to pick up a book and enlighten your mind
Invest more time on climbing instead of chasing behind

Behind may seem divine but Father Time's undefeated
Heed the message; don't be arrogant & conceited
Don't get cheated out of achieving a prosperous life
B.B.D said a big butt and a smile leads to inevitable strife

If that's the life you want to wife, then to each his own
Go ahead and rome around in search of more bones
If that's your love jones, then go on, handle your biz
Ease on down that yellow brick road in search of the Wiz
Written by da_poetic-edifier (Damon)
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