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01-06-06, 10:00 PM | #1 | ||
I Chill in Asylums
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Robbin'
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Robbin' (Freestyle)
Late night cruisin around while my brain is fucked the rain's showin no luck i see a dude lookin stuck going up his stairs and i can tell hes not prepared and he drops the keys to his lair and i just stare seein how drunk he is and around theres no kids is this how i live and i dont care if i gotta do a bid i ask myself gettin out da car with the crowbar walk up on the dude and hit him slow but hard now he out cold so bold i take the keys with ease oh please i say as i slowly unlock the door aint no one home,"yes", i copped the floor now im lookin for jewels man im cookin this fool this dude is gettin a lesson like i took him to skool now im climbin up the stairs and i dont have a care and i see a safe and dont kno the code but ima crack this bitch it opens easily as i quickly smack the switch but nothin's it in except alarms so ima be runnin' again i take out two nines and im gunnin to win the cops arrive quicker than a change at a pit stop creatin much suspense that you should call me Hitchcock then begins the countdown i mount the table and fire rounds with that dire sound swat comes in and cries "ur found" i down the first three thru the door like a professional i burst free and give 'em more 'hearin' like a 'congressional' as i stumble down the stairs cockin my guns im at the bottom and they stop my run sayin its ova son i got too many situations now and i'll never solve 'em so they put bullets in me like Jay Z in 99 Problems |
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