walked in all cool and calm,
flased the nine and wanted every fuckin G in my palm,
shot the guard shot the manager,
shot the screamin hostage bitch can no one handle-ya,
now i had to scramble-ya, po po arrived outside,
now what would i do abide?,
i know the judge wouldnt let 3 people dead slide,
then i remembered what would i do if i was bonnie or clyde,
but then i thought fuck it i cant escape mite as well blow the whole shit up and make it look like a mass murda suicide