Smokescreen - Citizen King

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