Citibank and Merrill Lynch sold to foreign owners and re-emerge on street in fishnet nylons and purple lipstick trying to score some johns, fast. You got 'til nightfall, beeyotch, when I comes bakk dis wey yo sho' betta haf dat damm monee. I ain't playin' ho, you needs to pony up or I will owns dat ass!
Where Amerikwa is going, there ain't no coming back from. It's forever.