INTERVIEWER {Debbie Bennett}: We're here with JT Money  of the now
 infamous Poison Clan. And JT  we want to hear it from your point of
 view. Tell us why you're always in trouble with the police. Tell us about
 school. JT  your fans want to hear it from your point of view  in your
 own words. JT?

 Verse 1: JT Money
 Mary had a little lamb  and it was ME!
 A rowdy motherfucker named JT
 Problem child! Got on, got strong,
 Now they say I'm buckwild!
 But I ain't payin' them mind,
 The ol' girl used to say a hard head made a soft behind
 So I guess I'm the black sheep of the family,
 'Cause they ass can't handle ME!
 And I hate cops, 'cause they like
 To break black sheep into lamb chops
 So I keep makin' problems
 'Cause I can't picture bein' sheep-skin condoms!
 And I don't need no shepherd, see
 Especially one that's cursed with leprosy
 See, not all black sheep sleep
 Look what happened to Little Bo Peep's!
 Hers left and got knowledge!
 Fuck high school and motherFUCK college!
 Now you see why I'm so destructive:
 A black sheep ain't shit to fuck with!

 INTERVIEWER: JT, you use the word "bitch" quite a bit in your lyrics.
 Tell me, do you have a girlfriend? Is there a woman in your life? In
 the day and age that women are demanding more respect, what do
 you have to say to the young ladies about bitches? Are you "the
 Bitch-izer"?

 Verse 2: JT Money
 Young ladies shouldn't get offended when they hear
 But if the motherfuckin' shoe fits, wear it!
 I think a hoe is a hoe, and a bitch is a bitch
 I'ma talk about ya ass and keep gettin' rich!
 Now why quit gettin' money? I'm JT Money,
 And I can't do nothin' for ya, honey!
 So don't be on my back like a jacket
 I can't hack it, and you'll get smacked, bitch!
 'Cause I hate hoes and they hate me
 But I don't give a fuck, 'cause I'm JT!
 The motherfuckin' Bitch-izer!
 Hoe, talk shit, so I can paralyze ya!
 I can't have no wife! I hate hoes,
 Plus it's in my nature to be a low-life!
 So that love shit is OUT! I'm a pimp;
 I'll slap the taste from a bitch' mouth!

 INTERVIEWER: JT, let's be realistic. The fame and glory can't go on
 forever. The Poison Clan has done quite well, but without a high
 school diploma, what would you do, if it all just fell apart, today, now?
 You have nothing left. The music was over. Let us know.

 Verse 3: JT Money
 Snatch a bitch down in the middle of the street
 Get that book and break out in a heart beat
 And then I'll go, out on
 the 'ave to shoot some C-LO!
 So I can double my shit
 'Cause hell, I'm known for rollin' 4-5-6
 I just might lay the whole game down
 Niggas know I don't fuck around!
 J to the motherfuckin' T
 Stands for Just Trouble, so niggas don't try me!
 'Cause I'll burn your ass like a torch,
 Take all your shit, and leave you on the front porch!
 "Jack and splak" is how I got my wealth
 If I wasn't me, I think I'd rob myself
 I gotta be Spoiled Rotten
 Just a little remider for those who may have forgotten
 I live for money; pockets are fat
 Give a bitch a bet for some pussy and take my shit back!
 I gotta be rich; "That's all the 5,000, bitch