[Hook x2]
I gotta say peace to the thieves
Lookin' over their shoulders when they're walkin' down the street
We've got to even out the world's economy (how we do that)
With a little bit of larceny

[Verse 1]
Push up five fingers in the air if you're down with five finger discount
Hold up Embee let me just count, one, two, three, four plus some more
Thieves down we're running from the man-made law
If laws make man then I'm not human
Run over animal beat-boxes
Big up people sleepin in boxes in the concrete jungle
To get my shit in a bundle
No time to make mistakes no time to fumble
You gotta plan your racking-mission with precision
Recognition is no good in this business
Listen, equipment depends on what the situation requires
You gotta be able to shoplift in any attire
My personal favourite though is my specially designed jacket
With two big pockets on the inside
Summertime means bad business for petty crimes
Might only wear a t-shirt still have to rack in your waistline
This great rhyme you heard through the grape-vine
If they're askin you for names don't you dare to say mine
Say word, I hear ads tellin me to join the retail-revolution
Fuck that I stick to boastin
All my way out to Dj Erase in Fittja, listen in da sizzla
Telling the store-owner to tell it some more
Youth man-hungry time to settle the score, that's why