I was hanging out all comfy, at my crib in bed. Now I have endless meetings with…the Fed…Later it Karaoke, drinkin’ soju till I’m smoked…Crusin’ to Tokyo, Hong Kong. It’s a blast…Check out my threads, dawg, I’m Gucci, my junk real good. Check out my bling-bling, so iced out, so Hollywood.
From a rap penned by a top AIG executive about the $182 billion bailout. (via motherjones)
To the windpipe. Fast and without hesitation. Only cure.