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letra de the tendieman rap remix - sage

[sw4ty]
one day when the trading is done
we’ll take our gains and go!

[sage]
there was a company called gamestop back in the day
where half of the games that would get played happened to stay
man, they had it!
you want a game, you can nab it and have it
just pay for it, play it, come back
and pay ’em to take it back;
it was great!

but what happened was over time the wind was about to flip around:
gaming was all on the internet now
so business started to thin a bit–pow!
enter a foulness, concocting a plan to run the stock into the ground
to bum a profit
but there would come a prophet
of sorts
to offer reports
of massive overconfident shorts
“it’s solid; i’m positive; i like the stock,” kitty roared
and like that, a massive h–rd
of r-t-rds got on board
a casino of crayon-eating autistic apes
just then made a decision to take
a risk to rake
some tendies
from g-y bear hedgies
with a reason to fall
stocked up on the stock, slowly started squeezing bear b-lls
and singing:

[sw4ty]
soon may the tendieman come
to send our rocket into the sun
one day when the trading is done
we’ll take our gains and go!

[sage]
it was captain cohen and commander dfv
of the starship u.s.s. gme
ready to launch
everyone holding steady
and watching ’em revving the rocket and setting for tendies
to monch

one giant hand of the ape was gripping mel–
–vin capital, the other ‘round the neck of citadel
the ship was well
underway; all it needed was fuel
and ape was about to get it out ’em by squeezing the fools
but alas
at the las’
minute, betrayal was had
as a knife straight to the back by the traitorous vlad!
manipulation en masse
prevented the ape from squeezing ’em
leaving ’em thinking that they were free
but ape was screeching
ain’t no reasoning with him now! you just p-ssed him off
and he’s shaking the paper-handed biznitches off
leaving a diamond grip
now they’re crying a fit
’cause he’s still holding ’em by the throat, but now he’s buying the dip
and screaming:

[sw4ty]
soon may the tendieman come
and send our rocket into the sun
one day, when the trading is done
we’ll take our gains and go!

[sage]
short ladders
media fud, cordoned orders?
ha! they’re h–rding more just to see you become more and more madder
court battered
robbin’ the hood to lie to the senate?
surprise! your eyes still admitted that you tried to prevent it!
mind of a cynic, hands of diamond locked onto a stash;
come ask how long an autist can last
hodling fast
if covered, why bother convincing us all that it’s past?
only passing we’ll do is the moon when the throttle is gassed!

masters of buying the peak and selling the dip
not this time! we’ll rip
the tendies out your felonous grip
leave you resting in pieces while we’re letting it rip!

melvin and jim, keep trying!
we’ll keep buying
the second it dips
‘til the reckoning hits!
and we squeeze you for all that you’re worth
blast off from the earth
then turn
go cosmic and burn
hit infinite speed, pass pluto, then into the sun
get tatted, drink p-ss, and it’s done!
and while you’re wishing you’d won
you’ll be thinking:

[sw4ty]
soon may the tendieman come
to send our rocket into the sun!
one day when the trading is done
we’ll take our gains and go!
soon may the tendieman come
to send our rocket into the sun!
one day when the trading is done
we’ll take our gains and go!

- sage

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