Robbery ’95 (Remastered) lyrics

[Intro]
Robbery
Robbery
Robbery (Run)
Armed 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 sh*ts getting stolen, I'm rolling up on you quickly
I'm taking your Tommy Hilfiger coat
Clothes line from behind, put the razor to this n*gga's throat
Stand still – don't make my hand kill
f*ck around, end up in a land fill all over a grand bill
Money's something you should have gave up
Now your family has to dig a grave up, if your one of them b*tch
n*gga rich, n*gga with fancy clothes
You'll get attacked by a mental case faces covered with pantyhose
I'm blasting anyone that has a frown, get messed up with a 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 b*tch)
Robbery (Hand it over f*ck)
Robbery
Robbery (Give it up)
[Verse 2]
I'm attacking you dressed up like the villain from Cobra
Unsober
Wearing a mask like it was the end of October
Your life is over, in your pants you're peeing
When I pull out my f*cking 3 pound and represent like I'm skiing
I've done more sh*t than you, you wanna see I'll rehearse it on you
Try to f*cking 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 Sonja Preven
You'll get sent to the lonely heaven
Don't go around on places I lurk, whore
'Cause I go berserk for everything you f*cking work for
Don't think I won't cut your wench throat
I got the shotgun under the trench coat
Plus when I get greedier, the media eats it up and you
f*cking reporters get boners when Necro slaughters store owners on video recorders
When I'm vickin' there's always a face I must bash
And if I'm seen takin' the green then I'm shaving off my mustache!

[Chorus]
Robbery (Run in her)
Robbery (Put it in the bag punk)
Robbery (Give it to me b*tch)
Robbery (Empty your pockets and die son)
Robbery
(Talking like an old woman)
[Outro]
"Oh! They stole my wallet! They took my pocket book
Police? He took my money. That white man over there"