B. Dolan - Fifty Ways To Bleed Your Customer lyrics
[B. Dolan - Fifty Ways To Bleed Your Customer lyrics]
Feed 'em all their meds til they
Forget what the drugs cost
People never question what you're
Selling them guns for
I Beat em in the head with the message
With the blunt force lead em to the edge
Tell 'em this is the JUMP OFF
The run off you dump off
In skulls that are soft
Let em suck on your exhaust
Til the fuckin sun's gone
Baby, Make em bleed from it
While they dream of it
Make em yearn to get it
While they're burning in it
Treat the side effects with side effects
Supply the next disorder
Poison the well, bottle the water
When all else fails, start a war up
Sell him what he needs to knock
It down and build it up
Feed her junk she eats it up
Pumped full of refined additives
Sell em tummy tucks and a plus sized caskets
If it ain't dead how do you know it's empty?
Bleed your customer get yourself free
Bleed your customer get yourself free
You sell Brand-X seatbelts
Planned obscolescence
Clinical trial cover-up, Never crash tested
Offshore accounts for when you
Bounce with a pension
Keep a gun in their mouth treat
Em for bouts of depression
Tell him to buy a pet
Help him to buy a house
Chain him to a fence and get
Your pound of flesh out
Sell nicotine, caffeine, energy drinks
They'll work til they forget to
Breathe dream or think
Or worship celebrity selling the ego trip
Or buy up a bunch of
Product from the Jesus pimps
You carry pills and prayer beads
Razor blades and used condoms
Rap cds, magazines and novelty items
Cause if it ain't dead
How do you know it's empty?
Bleed your customer get yourself free
Say: I get bloody
Believe the hype!
There's a killing to be made in the mind
You'll either be a slave to the grind
Or a blade in the backside
Days don't rewind it's a matter of time
I suggest you view death as a ladder to climb
I'm getting mine until it's gone
Then I'm coming for yours
Strip mine the resevoir because
I'm hungry for more
Privatize resource by the pen or the sword
Respect the jungle law, terrorism or war
Make sure you've got a seat
When the ships lift off
Stop me if you heard this one before
Gotta pimp this - handle the pack animals
Conditioned and taught
Hunt gather and hoarde
Get the deeds to the seeds
And security force get a seat on the board
And keep the keys to the vault
If the kids got a problem they
Can put up a peace sign
Let em call you anything but
Late for a mealtime
Viruses multiply rust never sleeps
You're either getting eaten or you eat
Baby stay on your feet
Gotta bleed your customer to
Get yourself free
Bleed your customer get yourself free
I'm ai'm a bloodsucker you a you a customer
I get bloody
Forget what the drugs cost
People never question what you're
Selling them guns for
I Beat em in the head with the message
With the blunt force lead em to the edge
Tell 'em this is the JUMP OFF
The run off you dump off
In skulls that are soft
Let em suck on your exhaust
Til the fuckin sun's gone
Baby, Make em bleed from it
While they dream of it
Make em yearn to get it
While they're burning in it
Treat the side effects with side effects
Supply the next disorder
Poison the well, bottle the water
When all else fails, start a war up
Sell him what he needs to knock
It down and build it up
Feed her junk she eats it up
Pumped full of refined additives
Sell em tummy tucks and a plus sized caskets
If it ain't dead how do you know it's empty?
Bleed your customer get yourself free
Bleed your customer get yourself free
You sell Brand-X seatbelts
Planned obscolescence
Clinical trial cover-up, Never crash tested
Offshore accounts for when you
Bounce with a pension
Keep a gun in their mouth treat
Em for bouts of depression
Tell him to buy a pet
Help him to buy a house
Chain him to a fence and get
Your pound of flesh out
Sell nicotine, caffeine, energy drinks
They'll work til they forget to
Breathe dream or think
Or worship celebrity selling the ego trip
Or buy up a bunch of
Product from the Jesus pimps
You carry pills and prayer beads
Razor blades and used condoms
Rap cds, magazines and novelty items
Cause if it ain't dead
How do you know it's empty?
Bleed your customer get yourself free
Say: I get bloody
Believe the hype!
There's a killing to be made in the mind
You'll either be a slave to the grind
Or a blade in the backside
Days don't rewind it's a matter of time
I suggest you view death as a ladder to climb
I'm getting mine until it's gone
Then I'm coming for yours
Strip mine the resevoir because
I'm hungry for more
Privatize resource by the pen or the sword
Respect the jungle law, terrorism or war
Make sure you've got a seat
When the ships lift off
Stop me if you heard this one before
Gotta pimp this - handle the pack animals
Conditioned and taught
Hunt gather and hoarde
Get the deeds to the seeds
And security force get a seat on the board
And keep the keys to the vault
If the kids got a problem they
Can put up a peace sign
Let em call you anything but
Late for a mealtime
Viruses multiply rust never sleeps
You're either getting eaten or you eat
Baby stay on your feet
Gotta bleed your customer to
Get yourself free
Bleed your customer get yourself free
I'm ai'm a bloodsucker you a you a customer
I get bloody