[Sounds of typewriter clicking.] 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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