Confessions From a Cash Register
"A man walked in with a smile on his face
And a loaded .45 in his hand (In his hand)
Told the clerk, "Don’t move; I didn't come here to shoot
But I will, so you must understand", Bang!
Shots in the air, no time to waste
Been doin' drugs all day, now his mind erased (Gone)
♥♥♥♥ the register, he better find the safe
Get the money, hit his homies up, and congregate (Uh-huh)
I need bread, my kid need to be fed
This is a recession, goin' through depression (Whoa)
I ain't done sinnin' 'cause I ain't done winnin' (No)
Gotta be ♥♥♥♥♥♥ up to make it to the top, where the money at?
Could be next to meet death and vanish
Work at CVS, and one day you’ll manage (You'll manage)
Rejects, emotionally damaged
You kids need a shrink, let me call Rick Moranis (Okay)
Want to get a crib in Atlantis ('lantis)
Knock a ♥♥♥♥♥ out cold, she Rick Rambis (Whoa)
Tell Dorothy we ain't in Kansas (No)
Livin' in this world, but we don't understand it (Whoa), no
Bullcrap, you can't sell that (Nope)
All these kids who get held back (Yep)
My cup filled, and my L fat
Thinkin', "We just want Dave Chappelle back"
Run and tell that
I'm comin' through the function with a somethin' too disgustin' for discussion (Whoa)
Yep, that's Alchemist on production
Little bit of Larry Fish, yeah, it's nothin', uh (Haha)
God vs. man (Man), lion vs. lamb (Lamb)
Competition ain't ♥♥♥♥ (Ain't ♥♥♥♥)
I'ma treat you all like my -----"