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I Gotta say piece to the thieves

looking over their shoulders when they're walkin down the street

we've got to even out the worlds economy (How we do that!?)

with a little bit of larceny.



Push up five fingers in the air if you're down with five finger discount,

hold up Embee let me just count, one, two, three, four... plus some more,

thieves down we're running from the man-made law,

if laws make man then I'm not human, run over animal beat-boxes,

big up people sleepin in boxes in the concrete jungle, to get my shit in a bundle,

no time to make mistakes no time to fumble,

you gotta plan your racking-mission with precision

recognition is no good in this bussiness,

listen, equipment depends on what the situation requires

you gotta be able to shoplift any time

my personal favourite though is my specially designed jacket,

with two big pockets on the inside, summertime means bad bussiness for petty crimes, 

might only wear a t-shirt still have to rack in your waistline, 

this great rhyme you heard from the great vine

if they're askin you for names don't you dare to say mine,

say word, I hear ads tellin me to join the retail-revolution, fuck that I stick to boastin,

all my way out to Dj Erase in Fittja, listen in da sizzla, ?tellin store-owner to tell it some more?,

youth man-hungry time to settle the score, that's why...



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(time to dress up in our best rackin-clothes) from Promoes "Spraycan stories"

(you can catch me in the store rackin up) from Promoes "Poor lonesome homeboy"

(I'm just tryin to live and get my cut) From ??



It all started with spraycans to facin the community

again it's in the fifteen bucks they wanna ruin me

if somebody sues me after this song I'll laugh

you ain't got shit on my ass, not even half

to steal, you gotta have nerves of cold steel

gotta know when to move gotta know when to hold still

you know chill wait for the right moment

gotta learn to separate the cool ones from the informants

with the store-owners you don't want our contact

in the worst case you might have to put the stuff back

fuck that, it's kind of rough to rack

but im'a keep use of my hands 'til they cuff them back

stop my shirt in my pants and strap the belt tight

big coat on top of that fill my back with all I might

hopefully I'm alright no alarms I beg

if everything else fails I got a good pair of legs

you heard, that is spraycan stories but here's another one

nothin spectacular, a daily operation

we went inside the store, rather big mall

??rosefims??, batteries, spraycans I took it all

headin' for the exit but somethin wasn't right

so I turned to my man he was like:

Let's drop this shit, it ain't worth the risk

what do you know they called the coppers that later came to frisk

us but now we had nothin on us

they press charges but they got nothin on us

still, shit like this might make me a bit shaky

but at the end of the day I gotta say peace



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(and go shoplifting x4)



(time to dress up in our best rackin-clothes)

(you can catch me in the store rackin up)

(I'm just tryin to live and get my cut)



one more story I don't hesitate to glorify

rule number one you gotta learn how to lie

deny everything 'cause the best evidence 

ctually comes from your own statements so,

stick to friends with the same mindframe

or they might rat you out and you take the whole blame

like me, got busted when I was just a minor

two cases of liquor the kids I rolled with was vagina

they dropped the dime and I had no experience

cried after the hearing though they had no evidence

but ever since that only once I got caught

running from cops instead of playing sports

that ain't aomething I'm proud of that's just somehting I do

I don't really have to justify my actions to you

but go ahead cast the first stone

then when your glasshouse has shattered leave me alone

but check it, I take from the rich give to myself

to me it's property that's the greatest theft

'cause I don't rack up and stack up in a big warehouse

tryin to make a profit sellin in out

I just take what I need to make it through the week

but it don't matter what I say so I won't speak nomore,

tryin to convince you of my innosence

I'll just stick to being a theif.. forgive my sins



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