BitcoinUpdated My message to bears
Come you masters of bears
You that trade the big shorts
You that dump the death cross
You that cause all the drops
You that hide behind walls
You that hide behind desks
I just want you to know
I can see through your masks
You that never done nothin'
But trade to destroy
You play with my coins
Like they're your little toy
You put a bag in my hand
And you hide from my eyes
And you turn and run farther
When the red candles drop
Like Judas of old
You lie and deceive
Further drops can happen
You want me to believe
But I see through your eyes
And I see through your brain
Like I see through the water
That runs down my drain
You fasten all the triggers
For the others to fire
Then you sit back and watch
When the death cross gets nearer
You hide in your mansion
While the blood in the streets
Flows out of their bodies
And is buried in the mud
You've thrown the worst fear
That can ever be hurled
Fear to place trades
Into the market
For threatening my trade
Unborn and unnamed
You ain't worth the blood
That runs in your veins
How much do I know
To talk out of turn
You might say that I'm young
You might say I'm unlearned
But there's one thing I know
Though I'm younger than you
That we will never
Forgive what you do
Let me ask you one question
Is your money that good?
Will it buy you forgiveness
Do you think that it could?
I think you will find
When the bottom takes its turn
All the money you made
Will never buy back your soul
And I hope that you die
And your death will come soon
I'll follow your casket
By the pale afternoon
And I'll watch while you're lowered
Down to your deathbed
And I'll stand over your grave
'Til I'm sure that you're dead
You that trade the big shorts
You that dump the death cross
You that cause all the drops
You that hide behind walls
You that hide behind desks
I just want you to know
I can see through your masks
You that never done nothin'
But trade to destroy
You play with my coins
Like they're your little toy
You put a bag in my hand
And you hide from my eyes
And you turn and run farther
When the red candles drop
Like Judas of old
You lie and deceive
Further drops can happen
You want me to believe
But I see through your eyes
And I see through your brain
Like I see through the water
That runs down my drain
You fasten all the triggers
For the others to fire
Then you sit back and watch
When the death cross gets nearer
You hide in your mansion
While the blood in the streets
Flows out of their bodies
And is buried in the mud
You've thrown the worst fear
That can ever be hurled
Fear to place trades
Into the market
For threatening my trade
Unborn and unnamed
You ain't worth the blood
That runs in your veins
How much do I know
To talk out of turn
You might say that I'm young
You might say I'm unlearned
But there's one thing I know
Though I'm younger than you
That we will never
Forgive what you do
Let me ask you one question
Is your money that good?
Will it buy you forgiveness
Do you think that it could?
I think you will find
When the bottom takes its turn
All the money you made
Will never buy back your soul
And I hope that you die
And your death will come soon
I'll follow your casket
By the pale afternoon
And I'll watch while you're lowered
Down to your deathbed
And I'll stand over your grave
'Til I'm sure that you're dead
Note
And maybe now they've learnt, we boomed.
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