If your heart ain't in it.
Your true heart and soul.
Your rock n roll ain't in it.
Then you ain't about
the fine art of it.
The richest part of it.
If you're just about the money.
To be all about it.
A part of it. The end and start of it.
The rippling, rolling cart of it.
let the dice roll.
Let it go.
Put the big money on hold.
My daddy said money will come.
If you do all the steps.
Not skip even one.
So, you go on be
a smash hit
Be about the art of it.
The real stuff,
The real shi*.
Rock and roll the Casbah
Wherever you go, wherever are
Shout proud all about it.
Be the new game they play
face cards and aces
you're cherry.
There may not be a tomorrow
So live in today..
ready set go
Blow money like it's funny
Uncover a yes in a no.
.
Buddy Bee Anthony
Re- edited
07/21/2024
@ 7: 55 PM Pacific Time
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