[Intro: Slaine]

For the Georgetown bank robbers, this one's for you. C'mon.
 [bad word]  Ill Bill]

I'mma rob a bank then I'mma bounce down south
With a smile on my face and my gun in your mouth
Stick up the dope man, y'all know what the [bad word] I'm about
With a smile on my face and my gun in your mouth [bad word] your whole [bad word]  stash box under the couch
With a smile on my face and my gun in your [bad word] up in your momma's house and air everyone out
With a smile on my face and my gun in your mouth

[Verse 1: Slaine]

Let's smoke a bundle of embalming fluid
Stick an armoured car up, I'mma climb into it
All I need is an eightball and nine to do it
I'll put the [bad word] driver in the trauma unit
I know some wannabes sloppy with keys
With coke and cash in the crib, probably trees
We'll get em [bad word]  passed out then copy his keys
Open his door, rope up his [bad word] and then breeze
I know the time for a robbery
Is very long but it really doesn't bother me
I need to get rich, [bad word] cause I'm [bad word] sick
I got a mask, gloves, gun and a thug clique [bad word] a pig cop [bad word] or a mug flick
We get away clean, we'll never be seen
And this is the American dream
So we fight for it, kill for it, whatever it means
 [bad word] 

[Verse 2: Everlast]

It's the ironman with the nine in his hand
Got my mind on my plan cause I grind for the fam
Kick in the door waving the [bad word] the kush and the cash, get your [bad word] on the floor
Ties his hands around his back with extension cords
He was slipping backstage at the Source Awards
I call DMS, you call EMS, FDNY, NYPD
We get [bad word] strong-armed robberies
Don't matter if it's crack, heroin, or trees
When the gun's in your face, you gonna open the safe
Unless you really wanna know how a bullet'll taste
 [bad word] 

[Verse 3: Ill Bill]

I pull hammers like double aces, my Desert Eagle's in your [bad word] faces
It's Billy Crystal, the [bad word] greatest
really cool [bad word] up on you shoot nines
[bad word] idiot, I ain't afraid to do time
Addicted to money, I ain't afraid to do crime
Addicted to [bad word]  X-rated with two dimes
I fall asleep at night clutching the biscuit
Hiding the kilo, the cocaine, and a bucket of chicken
Listen, we big earners with big burners, a bunch of murderers [bad word] a heater, I'll beat you to death with furniture
Throw chairs and tables, kitchen sinks, listen [bad word] We the [bad word]  [bad word] this is it
We the real thing, we bring Scorsese to reality
I turn horrifying behaviour into salaries
I jump out a helicopter and pop [bad word] up by you while you're in Burger King eating a Whopper
 [bad word]