Released on January 1, 2001

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[Intro]

Robbery

Robbery

Robbery (Run)

Robbery (Give it up!)


[Verse 1]

Your destination is a casket

When I put on my mask, kid

My task is seeing green

Killing you without being seen

That's the plan, you get swollen up when I stick, G

Your shit's getting stolen, I'm rolling up on you quickly

I'm taking your Tommy Hilfiger coat

Clothesline from behind, put the razor to this nigga's throat

Stand still, don't make my hand kill

Fuck around; end up in a landfill, all over a grand bill

Money's something you shoulda gave up

Now your family has to dig a grave up

If you're one of them bitch, nigga, rich niggas with fancy clothes

You'll get attacked, by a mental case who's face is covered with pantyhose

I'm blasting, anyone that has a frown

Get, messed up with the pound

By a man, dressed up as a clown

You'll be dripping magenta lively with no justice you'll die, G

'Cause you can't identify me!


[Chorus]

Robbery (Kid running)

Robbery (Give it up, bitch)

Robbery (Hand it over, fuck)

Robbery

Robbery (Give it up)


[Verse 2]

I'm attackin' you dressed up like the villain from Cobra; un-sober

Wearing the mask like it was the end of October

Your life is over in your pants you're peeing

When I pull out my fuckin' three pound and represent like I'm skiing (I've)

I've done more shit than you, you wanna see? I'll rehearse it on you

Try to fuckin' rob me, I'll flip it, kid, and reverse it on you

Even if you're only seven

You'll become a victim quicker than Soon-Yi Previn

You'll get sent to the lonely Heaven

Don't go around, the places I lurk, whore

'Cause I go berserk for everything you fucking work for

Don't think I won't cut your wench throat

I got the shotgun, under the trenchcoat

Plus when I get greedier, the media, eats it up and you, fucking reporters

Get boners when Necro slaughters store owners on video recorders

When I'm thinking, "there's always a face I must bash"

And if I'm seen taking the green, then I'm shaving off my moustache


[Chorus]

Robbery (Run in her)

Robbery (Put it in the bag, punk!)

Robbery (Give it to me, bitch)

Robbery (Empty your pockets and die, son!)

Robbery


[Outro]

"Ah! He stole my wallet! They took my pocket book

Police? He took my money! That white man over there!"