Letra de Slugs In The Shrubs

We're pulling off heists and putting on wigs.We're gathering ice off of flipped over Brinks trucksAnd everybody suspects us.They rounded us up and rounded us down.They ground our bones up and founded a town.Where were the Prophets when I got my beat down?CRACK! goes the crescent wrench.Back to the present tense.Tony's talking to me 'bout,"Get my money out!"Legs shattered,Teeth chatter,Tony's crony's like,"What's the matter?"Rack, pull the focus in,Trapped in the basement,Digging like a rabbit for a couple of karats.Squeezing out of dryer vents,On to my retirement,Hopping over hedges,And I'm back out on the street again.CRACK! CRACK! CRACK!Where's that coming at?Slugs in the shrubs. Kid down the streetPissing from his pistol about 300 feet.Didn't catch his cousin creeping up on me.There's no better timeTo let the cannons flyBecause there are no whitesAnd there are no eyes.