Fifty Ways To Bleed Your Customer - B. Dolan

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.

(x4)

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.

(x2)

Say: I get bloody.

(x4)

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.

(x6)

I’m a.

I'm a bloodsucker

You a… You a customer

I get bloody