Lyrics
Reaching For The Second E
If my first mind was to tell me What my second mind would deny
One side reaching for the second E and the other side for the sky
Which wish will be granted? And who's to be believed?
If a reason has been planted why you'd want to be deceived
The wisdom of the ages or a standout in the crowd,
Hush money, death by stages, a case for crying out loud.
How did we loose our balance; confusing want with need?
And sacrifice our talents to the second E in greed
Now Shorty was a hustler. To him it was an art.
To empty out your pockets with your horse behind your cart.
He once told me his secret, his motto, and his creed
"You gotta get em reaching for the second E in greed
