SLAINE - Mind Of A Criminal lyrics

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Hey yo, Ronnie was a wannabe gangster and an ornery prankster

He'd shank ya quicker than he'd thank ya

A crook and a thief always looking for beef

Gave em crookeder teeth then a hook of this beat by a pimp

His environment was violent, always getting high and shit

Grew up and now he's a man was a dealer type

Always thinking how he could scam

He went to back and think and turn the music loud as he can

What the fuck, yo? You need to go make a few bucks, bro?

At the pharmacy they're nothing but sitting ducks

So call your man with the pistols, run in and grab fistfuls

Of every pill they got and they got a shitload

All you need is a yatzee, the O's silly man

This little plan is brilliant, renegade, eliminate the middle man

You can make like twenty grand off of these milligrams

This is the mind of a criminal

The criminal mind will find a way to get money at any cost

This is the mind of a criminal

Go for the dough, you gamble and sacrifice your life for any loss

This is a mind of a criminal

Just evade cops, never say stop because there's always a better day

This is a mind of a criminal

Under the influence, convinced you'll never be caught but get away

So Ronnie got a chance with Dan

Scoped the place out like a motherfucking cameraman

With the panoramic lens, him and his band of friends

Ken looking like he swallowed a can of Fen-Fen

Right before they did the job his eyes bugging out and the kid was starved

For an o'connor, Ron knew him from his old corner

Their old colony but lived there no longer

Anyways, they've never been afraid to be a renegade

As long as they stayed getting high and getting paid

Like they're supposed to, Ronnie had the Monte, skinny Kenny with the toaster

Closer it's coming, his mind troubled him with the nine double m

Tucked in his belt but fuck it he felt

Grabbed his balls, gun in his drawers

Opened up the door to run in the store

So there he was brandishing the gun

Demanding every one of the Oxycontin from the foxy woman

Who's a pharmacist, stay calm for this

Believe me, I don't really want to have to harm you, bitch

This is a robbery, I know your knees are probably wobbly indeed

Oh you've never been stuck up? Let me give some advice

Hurry the fuck up! Give me the OC's

He pistol whipped her and gave her a nose bleed

Looking at her lab jacket Ron sees her clothes read Janice

Janice panics, looking at the handgun and the bandit

Wants him to scram so she hands him every fucking Oxy that they got

In the place, her nose is broke and she's scared that she'll get shot in the face

Now she's coughing and bleeding, whining and wheezing

Not believing she's getting robbed this time in the evening

It's the end of the night, not a friend is in sight

Kenny's in the front making sure the engine is right

Then they're gone without a trace, criminal without a face

Chewing up an OC pill for the powder taste

And once again the criminal has won because our life is like a movie where the bad guy always wins and the corner spots are full of sins and the fiends shoot heroin. And when you're a little kid, convinced that you can never win. Tuck yourself in, kid. That's a bedtime story.