Armed Robbery

(A time when the only way to uphold justice)

(Was to break the law)

Now, I was clicking at my barrel just to see if it was loaded

Checking out his bullet to make sure it won't explode this

Hand around the hammer of my snub-nosed steel

I must be for real and I proceed just for a kill

Stood around a corner while I cased out the bank

Busted in the door and stuck the guard with a shank

Ran up to the counter, pulled the gun out with the quickness

Shot the bank tellers so there wouldn't be a witness

Fled out the door with the money in my left hand

Steel in my right hand, running like a wild man

Ran to the hideaway, knowing they was after me

Burnt up my ID, stole a Jeep Cherokee

Couldn't be late for my trip to Jamaica

Headed toward the river, scheming up on how to take a

Boat from a victim, rush right up and stick him

With a sharp object, making sure that I get him

Pulled up the river, see, nervous as a lunatic

Jumped out of the vehicle and spotted me a boat quick

Jumped on with the gun, saw the owner break and run

Shot him in the back with the gat like in Vietnam

Quickly making waves in the river as I rev fast

Got about a mile in the boat, ran outta gas

Oh no, Joe, the cops can't get me

I never be wanted for armed robbery

On the other side of town

Moving quickly, rolling swiftly in the hoopty ride

Loaded up the .09 'cause there just might be a homicide

MJG know the player, so the shit is on

By the time 5-0 come, we'll through and gone

Got to the area, stopped then, took a glance

Putting on my ski mask, stuffing the gat in my pants

Well, Father, Right on time, now it's time for the crime

Do the crime, wait no time, then I'm gonna get mine

Waited for the door to open, shot the first trick I saw

Then shot the other fool, I ain't thinking 'bout no law

Jumped into the truck, put the pedal to the metal

Then fired up a square, mane, doing about one-ten

Looking in my review, 5-0 everywhere

Messing up my plans with them helicopters in the air

Headed for the airport, wait, I see a roadblock

Hit the gas even harder, fool, I ain't gonna stop

Crashed through the roadblock, they ain't gonna get me yet

Jay Smooth waiting at the airport in a private jet

Jumped out of the truck, fast pigs right behind my ass

Running, tryna shoot my .09, holding bags full of cash

Jumped on the jet, now we set to hit the runway

Took to the air, yeah, got away scot free

Fired up a mag tape, pigs didn't catch me

Counting all my money from a strong arm robbery

You think it's over but it ain't 'cause I can't get caught by authority

The camera at the bank got me ganked, so they know it's me

Reach for artillery, put the shank in my mouth

Dove out the boat into the river and I bailed out

Swam like a fish, greeted land with a kiss

Did I hit or did I miss? Well, it goes like this

I put the money in the spot, took the clothes that I got

Tied 'em up in a bag, same place I put the MAG

Changed clothes in between spots, hands by the sea

The designated area we calls Butt Beach

See, I can't be broke, so I come up with a plan

The man, money, soon as they handed it over

Get up and jet, found the zit

The longer you stay, the quicker you get

Arrested, MJG tested

His strategy with a slick armed robbery

Flying through the air on my way to Jamaica

Thinking 'bout why I took the money for the sake of

Me living poor and wishing to be richer

And just like Picasso, I had to paint a picture

Of people dying rapidly, trying to imprison me

Just because I took a little money in a robbery

Landed in Jamaica, chilling with the dreads

Smoking on the ganja, messing with my head

The feds came behind me, hit me with a billy club

I fell to the ground, turned around, popped a slug

Jumped up quick, ditched the gun as I ran away

Ran to the hills where I hid for a few days

No, I am not the one that they will catch soon

Bought me a palace in the hills with a hunnid rooms

I got the money, got the women, got the b-u-d

I plead guilty to armed robbery