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NECRO lyrics : "robbery '95"

Robbery (Run)

Robbery (Give it up)

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 %#@!s getting stolen, I'm rolling up on you quickly

I'm taking your Tommy Hilfiger coat close line from behind
with the razor to this !@$@s throat
Stand still ? don't make my hand kill

F**k around, end up in a land fill all over a Grand Ville
Money's something you should have gave up
Now your family has to dig a grave up ? If your one of them (*##$

!@^% rich, !@$@ with fancy clothes
You'll get attacked by a mental case and strangers covered with pantyhose
I'm blasting anyone that has a found, get messed up with a pound

By a man dressed up as a clown
You'll be tripping me gentle lightly with no justice you'll die G
Plus you can't identify me

Robbery (Kid running)
Robbery (Give it up (*##$)

Robbery (Hand it over F**k)
Robbery (Give it up)

I'm attacking you dressed up like a villain from Cobra, I'm 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 f**king

three pounds and represent like I'm skiing
I'm dropping %#@! in you, you wanna see I'll rehearse it on you
Try to f**king 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, !@^%

'cause I go berserk, !@^%, everything you f**king work for
Don't think I won't cut your wench throat
I got a shotgun under the trench coat

Plus when I get greedier, the media eats it up in you
F**king reporters get boneless when Necro slaughters throws roamers on video

When I'm wicking there's always a face on my spadge
And if I'm seen from taking the green then I'm shaving off my moustache!

Robbery (Run in her)
Robbery (Put it in the bag punk)
Robbery (Give it to me (*##$)

Robbery (Empty your pockets and die son)

(talking like an old woman)
"Oh! They stole my wallet! They took my pocket book.
Police? He took my money. That white man over there"

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