The Heralds of Extreme Metaphors (T.H.E.M.) - f** A Yard lyrics

[Hook] Kidnap the presidents wife without a plan (x6) f** a yard, God, [I'll live to see?] a hundred grand (x3) [Canibus] Ever since '94, I swore I would never be bored Let me break it down how I be breaking federal laws for the green, but not the type of green on your vegetables; The government cheese, but not the type of cheese that's edible It's incredible what I be pulling when I'm paid Shawtys that used to diss me want to be my love-slave They in, they out; it's all about getting paid Handcuffed to an aluminum briefcase, wearing some shades Regardless of my age, I make your maximum wage And my peers that work at McDonald's get jealous of my fame So I pay a profit out to keep tabs on my mistress I got so much dough, I get Santa something for Christmas Getting paid, 'cause I'm sk**ed in my trade Spending my blood money with gloves so I won't catch AIDS [Webb] Yo check it, I got to stress it This sh** is gettin' hectic At the drop of a dime, I'll flip like an epileptic My pockets are [] stop it I'm not turning a profit It's an emergency Any currency, that's the topic I get a disguise and organize a billion enterprise You know the scoop, I paid loot for fake alibis And since the currency is [] and tax-free, I get extra federal notes to take care of [maternity?] fees I'm building an empire, got peasants calling me "sire" Have a Swiss bank account waiting for me when I retire My mind-state is [] and x-rated And some girls around the way is trying to say my slug penetrated Not only that, I smell conspiracy in the air The brothers want me to resign, and when I look, they stop and stare Blocking my operation, hoping for infiltration Plus the feds will taps your lines so I get [?] communications It's time to hibernate and disappear for a while I gotta avoid APBs, 'cause DA is trying to clamp my style You know my steelo, I make moves on the delow When people ask my name, I tell them "Mr. Incognito" I got a master-plan, so what I'm a wanted man, 'cause [Hook (x2)] Kidnap the presidents wife without a plan (x6) f** a yard, God, [I'll live to see?] a hundred grand (x3) [Canibus] I'd love to see my gold teeth gleeming, magazine tabloids I'm living like Eddie when he traded places with Dan Aykroyd When I go to the clubs, I be dressed to impress I invest in brand names like Yes to get some s** I'm a subliminal criminal, 'cause I let you think I'm [?] But see, I've learned to be quicker when no one's lookin' It's all about the dollar-bill, y'all, the dollar-bill Just put the gun in my hand and tell who I got to k** 'Cause I refuse to yield, until I make a cool mill' You know my style, I'm the j**el of the Nile Keeping it real, clocking bills from the d** I deal f** a yard, I want the whole football field [Webb] My information is beyond calculation Sk**s is infinite, I'm a threat to your nation I break through security Undetectable by sight Black camouflage, I'll blend in with the night I pop the [?], and I'm like a knife when I stab it I'll snatch the video tapes, then I'll make my escape Lets discuss it I'm quick to bring the ruckus when I rush it Malteses is at my door, God damn, I got to flush it And when they search it, I'll just front like [detergent?] And commit tax evasion, 'cause real life, I ain't paying Got 5-0 ga**ed, think they got me on lock-down But little do they know: I got an underground compound Sublevel, I live a floor above the devil Completely hidden, outsiders are forbidden So watch your back, I want the whole [?] Motherf**ing sub-zero [?] catch your slippin' [Hook (x2)] Kidnap the presidents wife without a plan (x6) f** a yard, God, [I'll live to see?] a hundred grand (x3)