August 22, 2016Bioman, Flash, The Daily Writ, Uncategorized Leave a comment How far can you take it You have to go as far as you can To find how far you can take it You have to find the words to time The rhythm of the drum so make it Life ain’t so fine when you ain’t got money No money no cunny No honey no funny You have to stand as tall as you feel To see if you can reach it You have to be the One who screams The silent noise of going legit Life ain’t so fine when you ain’t got money No money no cunny No honey no funny You have to walk wide to walk straight If you want to stay on the street You have to be the one at the gate When the whistle blows, driving the fleet (Chorus) COPYRIGHT B E Saunders 2016 Share this:TwitterFacebookPrintLinkedInEmailLike this:Like Loading...