Monkey See, Monkey Don’t - Poem by Gaz illionaire
Monkey see, monkey do you ever listen to a word I’m saying?
This guy aint a deck of cards but he’s playing a game,
Its plain and its easy this marra is sleazy,
He might make you feel good when you’re under the weather,
Oh yeah he’s clever a real instigator of his trait,
See you later I’ll be expecting a call,
But you can’t see at all until it’s all too late.
Monkey see, monkey do you have any self respect?
If so you won’t once this bloke has left,
To infinity with all your dignity he’ll have the last laugh,
Things will get good, bad and then ugly,
Even though this guy seems like Mr. Nice,
When life has no value at all,
And you can’t see at all sometimes death has a price.
Monkey see all the madness and badness erupt,
Monkey do you know at all this blokes corrupt?
Monkey see you later this concern is now shut,
Monkey don’t you know how much your fucked?
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