She sells wood quite near to spawn But the value of these logs will fall

Due to the laws of supply and demand No one wants to buy wood 'cause there's loads on the land

Step 1: you must create a sense of scarcity planks n' wood will sell much better if the people think they’re rare, you see Bare with me, take as many logs as you can find and hide 'em in a Chest

Stockpile 'em high until they’re rarer than a diamond

Step 2: you gotta make the people think that they want 'em

Really want 'em, really fuckin' want 'em, hit 'em like Bronson

Influencers, product placement, featured prime time entertainment

If you haven’t got a log, then you're just a fucking wasteman

Three: it's monopoly, invest inside some property Start a corporation, make a logo, do it properly "Wood must sell", that will be your new philosophy

Swallow all your morals, they're a poor man's quality Four: expand, expand, expand Clear forest, make land, fresh blood on hand

Five: why just wood? Why limit yourself? She sells wood, sell planks as well Six: guns, sell stocks, sell diamonds, sell sticks

Sell water to a fish,

sell the time to a clock

Seven: press on the gas, take your foot off the brakes Then run to be the president of the Marleyan States

Eight: big smile mate, big wave, that's great

Now the truth is overrated, tell lies out the gate

Nine: Polarise the people, controversy is the game It don't matter if they hate you if they all say your name

Ten: the world is yours Step out on a stage to a round of applause You're a liar, a cheat, a devil, a whore And you sell wood quite near to spawn.