Thief - Looptroop Rockers

I gotta say peace to the thieves

Lookin' over their shoulders when they’re walkin' down the street

We’ve got to even out the world’s 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 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 through the grape-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

Telling the store-owner to tell it some more

Youth man-hungry time to settle the score, that’s why

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

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 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 eye contact

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

Fuck that, it’s 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 I’m alright no alarms I beg

If everything else fails I got a good pair of legs

You heard that in spraycan stories but here’s another one

Nothing spectacular, a daily operation

We went inside the store, rather big mall

Rolls of films, batteries, spray-cans I took it all

Headin' for the exit but something wasn’t right

So I turned to my man and 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 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

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

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 ain’t something I’m proud of that’s just something 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

Trying to make a profit sellin' it 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 no more

Trying to convince you of my innocence

I’ll just stick to being a thief

Forgive my sins