Tom Swifty - Pick a Pocket (feat. Chaz Kangas & PT)
In this life, one thing counts
In the bank, large amounts
I'm afraid these don't grow on trees
You've got to pick a pocket or two
In this life, one thing counts
In the bank, large amounts
I'm afraid these don't grow on trees
You've got to pick a pocket or two
Woke up a day late without the ability to change fate
And this sick feeling in my heart that I just can't seem to placate
I'm tryna stay straight and narrow on the chase, take
My time, but vacant minds keep tryna hasten all my days' pace
Wait! I'm utterly terrified of where we seem to be going of late, they
Seem barely aware that their America's great cuz of hate
And you'll see: with due speed and wit and nary
A trace of hesitation, I will proofread your obituary
I'm hungry! That's a mafuckin' understatement
I'll use your face as my hamburger bun replacement
And yes, I wish that you would not get it twisted
They calling it conscious rap but I know cats who keep guns adjacent
And will not hesitate, shit, they all inclined towards capers
You act a fool, they'll show you bullet-time outside The Matrix
So be nonviolent, neighbors, come off them watches and jewelry
Life ain't free, you gotta pick a pocket or two, you... see
In this life, one thing counts
In the bank, large amounts
I'm afraid these don't grow on trees
You've got to pick a pocket or two
In this life, one thing counts
In the bank, large amounts
I'm afraid these don't grow on trees
You've got to pick a pocket or two
Can I pick it? Yes you can
Pick a card, any card, it's all sleight of hand
A picture perfect pickpocket if money's no object
Pick a pocket like a lock - watch the wallet locksmith
Hard earned cash is getting harder to keep
And those who barter receipts should never pardon my reach
I'll pull your card at the beach, while you're getting a tan
I'll take a muscle-bound man and pick his pockets of sand
It's the pick-pocalypse, so you better cash out
Might pick a Polly Pocket when I Mighty Max out
Might pick a wishing well if you feel the flow
Or pick a pocket on stage and steal the show
Pick any kind of pocket, won't see me stress
I'm talkin JNCOs, Levi's, Lee or Guess
Pickpocket for the skill, pickpocket for the thrill
But never pickle a pocket - you already know the dill
In this life, one thing counts
In the bank, large amounts
I'm afraid these don't grow on trees
You've got to pick a pocket or two
In this life, one thing counts
In the bank, large amounts
I'm afraid these don't grow on trees
You've got to pick a pocket or two
I been doin shows everywhere
Haven't had time to pick a pocket, moving you everywhere
When I spit a rocket and the music is everywhere
Yeah, this shit is popping - PT, Chaz and Ezra
Tryin to make moves to the money with no handouts
But I got a hand out for pickpocket, I got a plan now
Had my homie jump in the damn crowd
Everybody wave they hands round
So we can pickpocket before they hands down
Hold up, wait, am I doing too much
Pickpocketing everybody, am I moving too much
Pickpocketing the rap industry, the music, too much
Pickpocketing in battle rap, use the toolie too much
A resurrection is waiting patiently, heaven-sent
Strategist is subjective, it's crazy straight and it's evident
That they be hating, contemplating, debating a settlement
Till I deflate what they confiscate, make it irrelevant
In this life, one thing counts
In the bank, large amounts
I'm afraid these don't grow on trees
You've got to pick a pocket or two
In this life, one thing counts
In the bank, large amounts
I'm afraid these don't grow on trees
You've got to pick a pocket or two
Written by:
Chaz Kangas, Ezra Stead, Gerrard Hal
Publisher:
Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid
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