[Intro: Killah Priest (Elephant Man)]
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Man, I gotta get this damn money, man
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Nah, man I can't take this, this time, straight up man
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(Yup! Elephant Man, that's Killah Priest
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I dedicate this one for the thugs on the streets
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America, you know for the poor, we moan and me weep
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That's me, come on!) Cat gotta do what I gotta do
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Whatever way I could, youknowhatImean? Yo
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[Killah Priest]
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Look, my cash nope, baby cryin'
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Had enough, I grabbed my iron
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Call up the crew, is what you do
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Be at my spot, around two
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Oh yeah, bring some guns, bring some ass
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I got a way, we can make some cash
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My woman beefin', my momma sick
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If I don't get it, look, I'mma flip
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The doorbell ring, exchange some slang
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We laughed a little, y'all got them things
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Okay thanks, now look here's the plan
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Hold up, Priest, yo, whose your man?
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Oh him? That's, my man Sharod
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Don't worry about him, that's the God
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He specializes in, gun firin'
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Pickin' locks and, ditchin' cops
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And robberies, goes on, robbin' sprees
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He's the, he's the man, here's the plan
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Remember the bank, we met at before
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Well, he headed back to make a withdrawel
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[Chorus 2X: Savoy (Killah Priest)]
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It's about to be a robbery (damn right, I'mma get it)
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It's about to be a robbery (damn right, I'mma get it)
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We about to catch a body (damn right, I'mma get it)
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We about to catch a body (damn right, I'mma get it)
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[Elephant Man]
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Take the cash, take the dough like my nigga Robin Hood
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Then me take the money, buy a big house in the Hollywood
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It's tally good, rob that nigga, be and say all good
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Give back to the project, cuz we should
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Eighteen, forty like, he met thee, only we make the money
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We pilot off, pilot off, been at the bank, we not the money
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We not bummy, roll 'em tree, I'm not funny
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We climb it, y'all no homey, give thanks
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Show me a car ruff, where we walk, the money that we make
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Man off the chauffeur, not until we gettin' it
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Know people, bilingual, we not to run we life, we wreck
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The only thing can top off, knowin' our thing is our debt
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And my friend, Killah Priest, don't own a private jet
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Because of friend, those and thousand
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Droop it, that told me write rhyme, me write check
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You not like, Killah Priest and the Elephant Man, come on!
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[Chorus 2X]
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[Killah Priest]
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Told the teller, feel the bags
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Had the mack, pointin' at the glass
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Hurry up, you're movin' slow
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Time is money and I got to go
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Grab the bags, head for the door
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Backin' out, clutchin' the dog
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We heard sirens, dashed to the ride
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Any cop we see, open fire
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Cop car, swung around the block
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My man Rock, opened up shots
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My homey Lace, real nutty case
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Said let's get it on, fuck a chase
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Women screamin', grabbin' they kids
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My homey Lace, flashin' the shit
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Laughin' and shit, homey is sick
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Look at Sharod, said let's go
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Four desperadoes, holdin' the dough
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Make a left, yo, make a right
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Head straight, though, watch those lights
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We're in the hideout, laughin' it up
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Watchin' the news, about the bank we stuck (it's a robbery!)
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[Chorus 2X]
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[Elephant Man]
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You know! You like an engineer warrior, laser beam carrier
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We tear on any bank or done broke any barrier
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Nuclear taxin' like Whitney or Mariah
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We either come together, one that never ponder
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Any face the project loss and only cuz he get that
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Better you felt on the navy, you felt on the army, the undertaker
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Marine, agile list the, that this one, we be later
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Killah Priest, boy, I heft it on, yup!
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You rule it on them, them they know who we are
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Plus we get the paper, we ready for Jaguar
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Fly rim or swim, we drive me a car
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Either you done a movie, or you a movie star
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You can come again, or you can travel me again
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Hire like them and then I did it again
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Robbery [Remix]
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Killah Priest |