Anonymous ID: 91ee9f June 1, 2020, 4:58 p.m. No.9420408   🗄️.is 🔗kun

>>9420336

>no rest for the wicked

 

I was walking down the street when out the corner of my eye

I saw a pretty little thing approaching me

She said, "I never seen a man, who looks so all alone

And could you use a little company?

If you can pay the right price, your evening will be nice

But you can go and send me on my way"

I said, "You're such a sweet young thing, why you do this to yourself?"

She looked at me and this is what she said

Oh there ain't no rest for the wicked

Money don't grow on trees

I got bills to pay, I got mouths to feed

There ain't nothing in this world for free

Oh no, I can't slow down, I can't hold back

Though you know, I wish I could

Oh no there ain't no rest for the wicked

Until we close our eyes for good

Not even fifteen minutes later after walking down the street

When I saw the shadow of a man creep out out of sight

And then he swept up from behind, he put a gun up to my head

He made it clear he wasn't looking for a fight

He said, "Give me all you've got, I want your money not your life

But if you try to make a move I won't think twice"

I told him, "You can have my cash, but first you know I gotta ask

What made you want to live this kind of life?"

He said

Oh there ain't no rest for the wicked

Money don't grow on trees

I got bills to pay, I got mouths to feed

There ain't nothing in this world for free

Oh no, I can't slow down, I can't hold back

Though you know, I wish I could

Oh no there ain't no rest for the wicked

Until we close our eyes for good

Well now a couple hours past and I was sitting in my house

The day was winding down and coming to an end

And so I turned on the TV and flipped it over to the news

And what I saw I almost couldn't comprehend

I saw a preacher man in cuffs, he'd taken money from the church

He'd stuffed his bank account with righteous dollar bills

But even still I can't say much because I know we're all the same

Oh yes we all seek out to satisfy those thrills

Oh there ain't no rest for the wicked

Money don't grow on trees

We got bills to pay, we got mouths to feed

There ain't nothing in this world for free

Oh no we can't slow down, we can't hold back

Though you know we wish we could

Oh no there ain't no rest for the wicked

Until we close our eyes for good