J Dilla - The Heist lyrics

Aight now I'm tryin to get this money man We gotta, get this plan, we gotta make this sh** happen right man Knahmsayin? Don't f** sh** up Right? AIGHT?! God damn! {​After the heist takes place}​ Oh sh** man~! All because of cash f**, now I'm mashin on the gas Left a n***a with a gash This is worse than the last Man still chasin rainbows now I'm in the 8th position Feelin mad stressed, stuck up on a mission wishin I took a different route, drinkin on Guinness Stout (Man the cops is comin we 'bout to go to jail!) f** that, I gotta be out No time to chicken out, all I want to see's my clout Then I go diggin out my honey, celebratin 'til she out {​But back to reality!}​ I got a fatality and this b**h 'bout to rat on me Plus I got this gat on me Blood all splat on me, I f**ed up his anatomy This b**h is 'bout to rat on me, plus I got this gat on me (Ay! Somebody's home! Ay) (Ay somebody told me Miss Johnson ratted you better split) Knew it, knew it, knew sh** wouldn't work f** out this motherf**er Chasin rainbows, adrenaline pumpin Pimpin, drug dealin, gun runnin plus body dumpin Hebron pumpin in my arm for the next heist But I gotta pop lips, even though she looks nice Or else I'mma pay the price, gotta get an alibi Chasin rainbows, where the rain in my hair flows Hell if I, get taken out by some chickenhead, honeydip Over some dough and some Gucci, watch money flip Honey slip, I'mma lie, and say, it was Slick And if not Slick then it was probably Eric {​Cause that n***a psycho too!}​ That's what I'm gon' have to do And that's word on my crew, but if she don't fall for it I'mma go Chuck Norris and be out with Horace Before the cops come for us - run, Forrest Forrest, run, hurry, try! Slow a** n***a f**