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Looptroop – Thief Lyrics

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Chorus 2x
I Gotta say piece to the thieves
Looking over their shoulders when theyre walkin down the street
Weve 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 youre down with five finger discount
Hold up Embee let me just count, one, two, three, four… plus some more
Thieves down were running from the man-made law
If laws make man then Im 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 business
Listen, equipment depends on what the situation requires
You gotta be able to shoplift in any attire
My personal favourite though is my specially designed jacket
With two big pockets on the inside, summertime means bad business 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 theyre askin you for names dont 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
Telling the store-owner to tell it some more
Youth man-hungry time to settle the score, thats why…

Chorus

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
Im just tryin to live and get my cut from Looptroops Biggest Hustle

It all started with spraycans defacing the community
A can is ten or fifteen bucks they wanna ruin me
If somebody sues me after this song Ill laugh
You aint 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 dont want eye contact
In the worst case you might have to put the stuff back
Fuck that, its kind of rough to rack
But Ima 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 Im alright no alarms I beg
If everything else fails I got a good pair of legs
You heard that in spraycan stories but heres another one
Nothing spectacular, a daily operation
We went inside the store, rather big mall
Rolls of films, batteries, spraycans I took it all
Headin for the exit but something wasnt right
So I turned to my man and was like
Lets drop this shit, it aint worth the risk
What do you know they called the coppers that later came to frisk
Us, but now we had nothing on us
They press charges but they got nothing on us
Still, shit like this might make me a bit shaky
But at the end of the day I gotta say peace

Chorus

And go shoplifting x4

Time to dress up in our best rackin-clothes
You can catch me in the store rackin up
Im just tryin to live and get my cut

One more story I dont hesitate to glorify
Rule number one you gotta learn how to lie
Deny everything cause the best evidence
Actually comes from your own statements so,
Stick to friends with the same mind frame
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 aint something Im proud of thats just something I do
I dont 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 its property, thats the greatest theft
Cause I dont rack up and stack up in a big warehouse
Trying to make a profit sellin in out
I just take what I need to make it through the week
But it dont matter what I say so I wont speak no more,
Trying to convince you of my innocence
Ill just stick to being a thief. Forgive my sins

Chorus x2

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