my first drop- interpersonal
second chance- death penalty
figured this would be good for a laugh. this was done around three years ago with a group of cats i was in a net crew with. we just wrote this on msn for a laugh. read and enjoy the wackness. btw, my old alias was 'Jay DeeP'.
(Jay DeeP)
Turn up in force and in a metal plated truck/
A ruckus is planned with shotguns to gain us big bucks/
Got newkid, assemble and J-D-P, on some money hungry mentality/
We 'bout to kick the doors in, shoot up and act rowdy/
"It’s a fucking stick-up" watch all thugs hit the floor/
Every suit and dress gets pissed in when we break down the door/
(NEWKID)
Yo NEWKID BAby~k along for the ride/
The good and the bad? Na I’m on my own side/
In it for the money and the thrill/
Aint got the balls to shoot? Want to be my first kill? /
You know the score... hands up away from the door/
Fill the bag with the dough, money, jewellery u know this drill hoe/
Away from the red button don press that shit/
I got n itchy trigger finger, ready, don have 2 be like this/
(Assemble)
Hitting the synchronised watches to time the operation/
We got 10 minutes exactly before the cops bust in for an invasion/
Whip out the £ sign bags an greedily stuff 'em wit notes/
While j-d-p keeps an eye out the door newkid rummages through the hostages bags an suddenly halts/
2 blocks away he can gradually hear police squadron vehicles come closer/
(Ambient Light)
Taking the ups and downs of the robbery like a roller coaster/
(Jay DeeP)
I suspect' that the police will be here soon/
Making plans to haul ass, exit the vault like troop platoons/
I push my shotgun up the manager’s nose: "where's the back door?"/
He stutters "just put this code in, there's a trapdoor on the base floor!"/
Sneaking down steps with some peeps as hostages/
3 big sacks of cash so heavy I’m bout to go "bow-legged"/
(Assemble)
Finally making our way to our destined escape/
Pulling out glocks on the hostages in case the cops are ready an don’t hesitate/
Kicking open the door an wit our luck we were jus 2 feet from our van/
Stepped out onto the pavement into a trap an bumped into a police man/
'SHIT!!’ jumping into our van quick enough to lock the doors/
As coppers flow in they cover all escape route corners/
Only option is to hit it into 1st an bust a hole through these mo' fuckers/
running 'em down like plastic toys an thinking we wining but as j-d-p looks into the rear mirror the patrol cars pull up behind us//
(all) “ooooooooohhhhhhhhh sshhhhhhhhhhiiiiiiitttttttttt!!!!”
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