A bank robbery gone bad..
Just some poetry n rhymes over beats
Well there's no band.. just me. My style of rap started with my poetry.. I mean I can't even pretend to be a "gangsta" rapper living in Perth, Australia right?
Just trying to keep it real, I think people can really feel and relate to what I say. That's all I'm trying to do... Honesty is sometimes embarassing for people but if you can't say how you feel in your music then you're saying nothing...
Story behind the song
Just watching a movie.. got the idea of a bank robbery
Lyrics
I’m sitting here and tripping bout the things I wish I had
Wondering just how to shake this monkey off mah back
Gotta think of something ‘fore my mind it goes insane
all the years of pain, sunshine washed away by all the rain
And it stays the same, it seems it never will get better
How can I afford to buy 2 hundred dollar sweaters?
Hit this lick to remedy my monetary woes
Cos everybody knows that being broke don’t get the hoes
Shit job, no money, shit car, not funny
Even all my labelled clothes are starting to look bummy
And my wallets hungry, time to sit and contemplate n
Calling up my friend cos he be in my situation
Aint no hesitatin, cos it’s a plan that we be making
Funny what the brain can do wen faced with desperation
Okay pack the bags, got the torch and scanner for the cops
Oh yea like in the movies man lets synchronise our watch
Got my balaclava, ski mask, wat the hell u call it
I know it’s kinda old but man a new one, cant afford it
And there will be no abortin, once we’re in it then it’s on
Got my Smith n Wesson, yea it’s fake but check the chrome
Whoa, it’s time to roll, I hope you filled the tank with gas
Cos we best not be on empty when it comes our time to mash
Gonna get this cash, heading for the bank at half past 4
Dayum, we there already? Be right bak.. Im out the door
Everybody get down on the floor and don’t u move
Hands behind your head because I’m here to take your jewels
don’t even think about it man, I guarantee you’ll lose
And you against the wall there, give me your fucking shoes
Oh Fuck off, look outside man, is that a cop o’er there?
I thought you said you checked and that they would be nowhere near?
And I swear that is a SWAT van, that’s headed this direction.. Fuck watch out
Glass it started flying as I ducked and hit the floor
Can’t even see the door, and now it’s going down for sure
It’s like a fucking war, machine guns last thing that I saw
Jumping out the van so who the fuck done told the law
It was you, you fucking rat! Started busting then remembered
My pistols only fake, I bought it late in last December
Walk in, grab the money, walk back out, it seemed so simple
Grabbed the nearest person, hurled em hard and out the window
Hit the pavement fast and now I’m running like a mother
Thinking bout the snitching bitch, I’ll kill him and his brother
Cops in hot pursuit, they got me sweating like a slave
All I tried to do was see to better, brighter days
Trapped within the maze of city streets I hurt my spleen
At least a dozen cops behind me, most ive ever seen
Somewhere in the distance then I swear I heard a scream
Waking with a jolt.. God damn.. Another fucking dream
