9th Prince - Snatching Pocketbooks lyrics

[Intro: 9th Prince] Snotty nose, n***a [9th Prince] Yo, I'm a lyrical swordsman, verbal gunman Straight from the streets and dungeons A "n***a with an attitude" doing "one hundred miles and running" With the globe in my posession, automatic weapons Got n***as falling back, like recession School is in session, here's a lesson Never cross the Granddaddy Flow, or you might end up on d**h row b**hes swing low You off target, like a broken arrow The 9th Prince, I rule like a pharaoh Through the dark paths that's narrow, drinking wine by the barrel Sing along like Christmas carols I'm a leader of a whole new generation I'm too ill, to have a confrontation Coming soon, yeah the k**arm' compilation Gave birth to a whole nation Revenge of the Iron Fingers invasions Shootouts in the parking lot of the Day's Inn, blaow [Chorus: 9th Prince] Here's a hook for all the crooks Snatching pocketbooks, n***as is 'space balls' just like Mel Brooks Ain't no shook hands in Shaolin, guns we be carrying Here's a hook for all the crooks Snatching pocketbooks, n***as is 'space balls' just like Mel Brooks Ain't no shook hands in Shaolin, 9th be Madman [9th Prince] Yo, rappers freeze as I roll up in sleeves So much ice on my wrist, n***a caught a cold breeze At a 32 below zero degrees, I agree, n***a please I cause damage like heart disease, I spit like a machine gun Being handled by a crazy nun This year the 9th Prince year, I'm hotter than the sun n***as on the run, shooting at the cops for fun Last night at a Brooklyn party I almost caught a body, my man pa**ed me the shotty Lodi dodi, b**hes shaking they body I kick rhymes like karate, Tiger and Monkey Style Understand, sometimes I act wild After blowing trial, life became foul Like a juvenile child, one love to Hostyle Soft pop six n***a, I'm cutting wrists, what? [Chorus]