Sitting On a Fortune

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Been sittin on a fortune since the snipping of the foreskin
And I'm trying to multiply it to ridiculous proportions
Ain't talking about the money cuz that isn't what's important
Plus they tend to cut me short when it's time to divvy up the portions
But I'm gifted with a more rewarding swiftness to my aura oratorically
And give a shit about getting your endorsement
That shit gets written off, but my tips are unreported
Born into an industry that's more constricting than a corset
Criticism, my metabolism's quick with the absorption
If I needed moral support I'd enlist with the consortium
I'm all about my sportsmanship, but a precipitous portion
Of participants have given piss poor performances
It's like a Category 4 shitstorm of it
But I remain unintimidated by its enormousness
I stay on pins and needles like Christmas ornaments
But step into my bracket and get dismissed from the tournament

Been sittin on a fortune since the day that I was born
Pretty sure it's apparent in the way that I perform
Been stirrin up trouble like a Cayman Island storm
Now it's time to grab the monster I've created by the horns

More dollars than follicles, solid gold domiciles
No conjugal chronicles, just phenomenal water insoluble
Honest to God it goes so hard I'm falling like dominoes
The fantasies that my mind harbors are almost parodical
Prodigal son shining, swan diving, I'm Primus
Tryna sail the seas of cheese vis-à-vis these beats
Tease the keys until I can increase the fees
A piece of me's diseased
Jeez Louise, slouching crookeder than the tower of Pisa leans
when I was younger, I grew accustomed to hunger
Must have been under a curse, I witnessed my sustenance plundered
Scared shitless, witless, and with every thrust of the plunger
I could feel myself becoming more distrustful of others
Shit, the air is poisonous, the water is a sedative
It gets a bit repetitive, so I live and just let it live
They think I owe em but their opinions' discredited
Because I'm sitting in the red with a negative debt to forgive

Been sittin on a fortune since the day that I was born
Pretty sure it's demonstrated in the way that I perform
Been stirrin up trouble like a Cayman Island storm
Now it's time to grab the monster I've created by the horns

Trying times aren't the times to stop trying
Dividing lines get scarified with hot irons
Shots flying high, they harmonize with the soft sirens
Singing lullabies, the art of not getting caught lying
Suicide and other forms of knot tying
It's looking like you forgot one, Mr. Paul Simon
It's easy to be tempted to reroute
When what you're expecting is sweet fruit and you end up with bitter beet root
Life is a skeet shoot, if you're lucky you'll go out with a bang
But it falls flat on the ground if you don't know how to aim
Sue me, this is my pro bono counterclaim
Fire starter, let's see if I don't go down in flames
A pound of pleasure is heavier than a pound of pain
So you can flounder on the ground, or carve yourself out a lane
If I never see a dollar, I'll still be paid in full
Sitting on a fortune like my ass was made of gold

Been sittin on a fortune

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from The World Is Flat & You're All Liars, released April 11, 2015
written and produced by DL Murray
mixed by DL Murray
mastered by Smoke M2D6

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