It’s the summer of ‘94 
hit the F&M store, looking for a score 
Maxell chrome tapes, post haste 
but I’m broke and got no papes 
in for the slow burn 
with hopes of no chase, move at a slow pace 
case the joint with my cousins 
scenario one when you got no budget 
fuck it, they take one aisle, I take the other 
my brother as look out as the runner 
don’t get caught, no going under 
scared of our mothers, not doing numbers 
heat had us feeling like new lovers 
ducking cameras like the two man cover 
move with the stealth I could muster 
so my demo tapes had that luster 
fuck these security guard busters 
FOR ALL YOU SUCKAS!