GAWDAMN

You can take the man out the hood
But you can’t take the hood up out the man
Deep in the suburbs trying to rob a minivan
We was breaking into cars we couldn’t hotwire shit
We stole candy from stores and CDs from little kids
I sat my nigga down with the master scheme
We had a fake gun tats drawn on with a sharpie
I said look the dude thinks that we are going to buy his whip
You go in and rob him I’ll call him like where you is
We called from a payphone so he couldn’t trace us
Buddy hopped on the bus meet me in the maples
We had it all planned out like it was writtn on a page
My buddy was underage h was cool taking the blame
I sat at home gawdamn it was the longest wait
Left at twelve should take three hours he came back around 8
I get a knock at the door hoping it ain’t 5−0
It’s my homie looking more sorry than when we was broke
I ask it go well everything go good man
He said naw bro I’m sorry couldn’t get the minivan
I said damn oh well at least you safe and
He interrupted me and said I did get this Volkswagen
Tossed me the keys since he almost crashed on the way here
Ain’t really stolen its relocated I know the laws were clear
Took that thing out for countless joy rides
Fuck it if we ride around for a week we’ll be alright
Heart almost stopped when a cop pulled up at the lights
Hit his lights then he pulled around and made a right
We planned to abandon it but still kept the keys
I was walking by late night thinking one more ride for me
Almost hit the button on the car to unlock the door
Till I seen a news van a cop car and a truck to tow
Thinking to myself this is all too typical
If I was thirty minutes earlier I’d be a criminal