Mind Of A Criminal

Lyrics

[Verse 1:] Hey yo, Ronnie was a wannabe gangster and an ornery prankster* He'd shank ya Quicker than he'd thank ya A crook and a thief always looking for beef Gave em crookeder teeth Than a hooker that's beat by a pimp His environment was violent Always getting high and shit Grew up and now he's a man With a dealer type Always thinking how he could scam He went back to thinking, turned the music loud as he can What the fuck, yo? You need to go make a few bucks, bro? At the pharmacy they're nothing but sitting ducks So call your man with the pistols, run in and grab fistfuls Of every pill they got and they got a shitload All you need is the oxy's, the O's silly man Look at this little plan, it's brilliant A renegade, eliminate the middle man You can make like twenty grand off of these milligrams [Chorus:] This is the mind of a criminal The criminal mind will find a way to get money at any cost This is the mind of a criminal Go for the dough, you gamble and sacrifice your life for any loss This is a mind of a criminal Just evade cops, never say stop because there's always a better day This is a mind of a criminal Under the influence, convinced you'll never be caught but get away [Verse 2:] So Ronnie got a tan sedan Scoped the place out like a motherfucking cameraman With the panoramic lens Him and his Bandit friend, Ken Looking like he swallowed a can of fen-phen Right before they did the job His eyes bugging out and the kid was starved For an o'connor Ron knew him from his old corner Their old colony but lived there no longer Anyways, they've never been afraid to be a renegade As long as they stayed Getting high and getting paid Like they're supposed to, Ronnie had the money, skinny Kenny with the toaster Closer it's coming, his mind troubled him with the nine double MM Tucked in his belt but fuck it he felt Grabbed his balls, gun in his drawers Opened up the door to run in the store [Repeat Chorus:] [Verse 3:] So there he was brandishing the gun Demanding every one of the Oxycontin from the foxy woman Who's a pharmacist Stay calm for this Believe me, I don't really want to have to harm you, bitch This is a robbery, I know your knees are probably wobbly indeed Oh you've never been stuck up? Let me give some advice Hurry the fuck up! Give me the OC's He pistol whipped her and gave her a nose bleed Looking at her lab jacket Ron sees her clothes read Janice, Janice panics, looking at the handgun and the bandit Wants him to scram so she hands him every fucking Oxy that they got in the place Her nose is broke and she's scared that she'll get shot in the face Now she's coughing and bleeding, whining and wheezing Not believing she's getting robbed this time in the evening It's the end of the night Not a friend is in sight Kenny's in the front making sure the engine is right Then they're gone without a trace Criminal without a face Chewing up an OC pill for the powder taste [Repeat Chorus:] [Outro:] And once again the criminal has won because our life is like a movie where the bad guy always wins and the corner spots are full of sins and the fiends shoot heroin. And when you're a little kid, convinced that you can never win. Tuck yourself in, kid. That's a bedtime story