Take-take the medicine, tastes great
Got the key to the city, I’m wake-baked
Way before the media [bad word] or 12 zip of ganked paint
The origin of a thievery leader will take place
Two coke bottles adorn the rogue toddler
Grapple a refrigerator, gaffle a Nilla Wafer
And no role model provoke him to shift focus
Cause he noticed that a cookie tastes better when it's stolen
Kids got the darnedest quirks
So 11's arms skip jars for his momma's purse
And bought enough fireworks from the bullies to blow up a small barn
Which he kept in a box in the yard
And the bark isn't carved from a klepto-anthem
But a klepto-tangent prefaced the grand canvas
Dance to the dirge, stand up
Celebrate the natural need to own what ain't earned
See it rolls off the tongue
Like a smoke ring rolls off a lung 'til it's done
Ready, set, kept petty theft on a post-it
Later apply the motives to a moment on some grown [bad word] 
"Hey, you with the sharpie and BM!"
Did you foreplay the GM, or you carpe the diem?
 [bad word] play the [bad word] game, fornicate the sure way to freedom
Or correlate with the swordplay and heathens?
Trickery and backtalk, fresh outta high school
On the prickly catwalk of the modern grind [bad word] 
Every last number in its history
Got is own little hustle to nuzzle up with the victory
Thanks, bathe in a bottle of your finest
Tackleberry sift through the [bad word] looking for diamonds
Before the [bad word] appears to put the chemi in the climate
Get your money from the richest, get your [bad word] from the flyest

Slow and low, do or die calm, suicide king in the tuck of the palm
Slow and low, do or die stuck, two to five cans in the tuck of the [bad word] 
And these are the five fingers that are stealing from you
And these are the five fingers that are stealing from you
And these are the five fingers that are stealing from you...
(Capture the flag)
(Capture the flag)
(Capture the flag)

One by one like little confused penguins
Larceny's yes-men ooze for used weapons
Like a bitter little burglar jaded up out the bucket seat
Is dumb enough to feel like the public owe him a [bad word] thing
Nope, gotta configure the five finger
So the hot-wired vehicular skill is applicable
If an eye's on the prize and the itch ain't flushed
I hope the [bad word] of your labor outlive the [bad word]  like
Step on the abysmal cusp
With matchmakers trying to make the mixed signals [bad word] 
Then incubate the mutt baby through his stigma's [bad word] 
Like he will learn to walk after he lifts the [bad word] 
And this is certified milk by the New York Department of Skullduggery
Shoplift quicker than your shutter speed, click!
Missed, he dipped with dumb cutlery
In and out of muddy river water 'til [bad word] bleed
Skip around the money pillar, color me bunny killer
Hovering where the mother feed, gutter greed king
And a [bad word] [bad word] breed [bad word] with me
It go knock [bad word] at a [bad word] speed
The seed's all growns up playing grown people games
Evil aims grown, [bad word] the whole steeple chase
Grip, mitigate the master plan
So when the workers are asleep, riffraff expands
Yes a pig is a cop, but gotta fill up the flock
So when I rake in the bacon I hope the kiddies'll watch
I hope the flipping of the system will be heavily clocked
Cause opportunity's fickle, after it trickle it stop
Capture the flag, drag that crass little [bad word] 
Flat through the hazmat and glass
Laugh when he ask for it back; scratch that:
 [bad word] to the magic in a basket of cash

Slow and low, do or die calm, suicide king in the tuck of the palm
Slow and low, do or die stuck, two to five cans in the tuck of the [bad word] 
And these are the five fingers that are stealing from you
And these are the five fingers that are stealing from you
And these are the five fingers that are stealing from you...