Dj Muggs - Heist of the Century lyrics

[Verse 1: k**a Sin] Ski masked, the First National for a half a mill' It's real, f** rational Your armored truck stuck like dustheads for my collateral Certified criminal, gun smuggling villain who be filling clips Fuller than cum swelling your genitals [Verse 2: La the Darkman] Specialist, cat burglar, stocking cap murder Uzi clip inserterer, you got cheese, I heard of ya You dirty rat, maneuvered through traps and torched doors Plastic explosives, bags of C-4 [Verse 3: k**a Sin] Yo, flash a cannon, deliver these clowns an understanding That Cash Rules don't nothing move kid, five-hundred grand an' The raw son, making a**ault when armor wait till the gold lock f** the wreck, fumbled up the wrong time [Verse 4: La the Darkman] Yo, I clip the phone lines, cut the alarm, the pipe bomb Detonation, seven minutes the first task, we in it Lace the tear gas, put on your mask, load the bags Check the roof for the jake, I'mma climb the gate last [Verse 5: k**a Sin] Scan the Internet, copy the floppy shut the drive off 'cinerate the whole data bank before we slide off Time check: twenty-four hundred and still wasting The minutes keep racing, let's blow this foundation [Verse 6: La the Darkman] Keep patient, I got the whole Dole administration On CD-Rom, smuggling firearms And the date to attempt a**a**inate Farrakhan From his Middle East trips and building with Saddam Yo hold the laptop [Chorus: k**a Sin and La the Darkman] (x2) Yo it's the Heist of the Century kid we execute right We going down in history, get the loot and live life How it's meant to be A stolen legacy, live Egyptian mystery, (word up) [Verse 7: k**a Sin] We on the way out (stolen Legacy), the future laid out Our brain scrambling Arnez Break a cold sweat but never panicking Shooken up, two officers looking up, we spot 'em Pull the heat out, and have both they a**es red-dotted [Verse 8: La the Darkman] Don't move, we got the bank money not yours Think of your kids and calmly lay on the floor Put your hands high, dunn get they guns Then break 'em, slap one with the barrel Make 'em bleed then tape 'em [Verse 9: k**a Sin] It's like a minute and ten left, we playing with d**h And I can hear the bomb tick Sweat drip on the back my palm grip Final mission, completed all bank funds depleted Hit the turnpike, bounce to the stash, let's split it even [Verse 10: La the Darkman] Yo, the blueprint went excellent Wisdom-God seconds for the dynamite On the next flight before daylight Exit through the back entrance, jump the fence Then slide in the Rover with the triple black tints We hit the government, word up Dunn We hit the government, know what I'm saying? [Chorus: k**a Sin and La the Darkman] (x2)