Smokescreen

On the run like a bandit i'm on the loose
Now you eat the dust and you taste the
Puppy chow this ain't no standstill hold
Up captain crunch a desperado i take you
Out to lunch i'll gank your milk money
Honey it's a royal treatment no tracks out
Back in the wet cement a broke tooth
And a phone booth and a change of
Clothes 'cause everyone knows i get
Mean in the smoke screen half time going
On the crime scene operation down low
You call your hero but like sweetback i
Got no afro i'm coming dark creepin' in
Your alley watch your eyes as i make a
Quick getaway gonna trap me slingshot
Happy spider web window with a fatal
Blow