Kill the Rich - Terror Reid, Bobby Raps

I was going back and forth today

Take my time choosing what to say

Now I’m getting thrown like a tantrum

Waiting for these drugs to kick in like a bass drum

Now I’m finding it hard to breathe

If you bumping this track then I’m sure ya wanna know

The absolute easiest way to stack dough

You prolly workin day jobs or cleaning someone else’s mess

So much stress ya got pain in ya chest

Well sit and take notes I got knowledge to throw

The only way to get by is stealing from the rich folk

They got the nice cars and ice they pay the highest price just to gloat

Don’t feel bad they got a boat

First thing ya do is find a ballin ass crib

Ya gotta lotta options take ya time get it in

Ya betta do some diggin and try to find a spot that’s not hot

With limited security an what not

Find out when they leave and when they come back

Rich fucks always got a tight schedule and all that

Now jack a cheap ass car that you can use for the boost

Better yet a set of stolen plates will do

Head to the gun shop and use all the cash ya got

Once u got the heat stash it under the seat

To be sure they ain’t home give the front door a knock

It’s a rich dudes spot so ya can’t pick the lock

Instead of that head to the back and find a window

Now put ya gloves on and punch it out like a trick hoe

Next thing ya know ya on the inside

But ya gotta be quick

Set a timer for 5 and look alive

I was going back and forth today

Take my time choosing what to say

Now I’m getting thrown like a tantrum

Waiting for these drugs to kick in like a bass drum

Now I’m finding it hard to breathe

Now scope out the first floor look for nice shit

Wallets, keys, a watch anything you can get

Check the house for false floors cameras and trap doors

Everything u see here tonight is now yours

Find out where they sleep, and check the sheets and flip the bed

Check the closets anywhere u think they keep bread

But keep ya hand on the heat in case they come back

Don’t be afraid to blast em up or stab em in the back

Cause they only thing standing between

U and the cash is a bitch ass rich rat who can’t even act

Eventually you’ll find more cheese than u can spend

Escape the way u came in and watch the robbery end

Now ya gotta act quick and ditch the evidence

Dispose of ya all clothes n shit and blow up the whip

Figure out an alibi maybe you was with a bitch

And she sucked ya dick so good ya passed out and didn’t do shit

Or maybe u was driving down the street and fell asleep

Cause ya dick head boss make ya work all week

Whatever it is stick w that shit til it end

Sand don’t tell anybody not even ya closest friends

You’d be surprised how quick ya homies hang ya out to dry

They lie cause they ain’t get they piece of the pie

Well fuck all that you earned every cent in the sac

Just go home and count ya stacks and never look back

Its Reid

I was going back and forth today

Take my time choosing what to say

Now I’m getting thrown like a tantrum

Waiting for these drugs to kick in like a bass drum

Now I’m finding it hard to breathe