Crime

[Intro: Quasimoto & Madlib] (Crime does not pay) Quasimoto crew, uh-oh Man who said (Crime) who said (Crime does not pay) (Shit) [Verse: Quasimoto, Madlib & Melvin Van Peebles] Mr. Buddah had a new scheme Had to clock cheese to achieve the American dream (Get that money) (Make me some kind of sign so I know it's you) Popped the masks, then we clock where the stash is at Supreme Lakim is where the cash is at Man, he got prostitutes and cocaine dreams Run about sixteen scenes, you know what I mean, yup (That's the one) We gon' go out like soldiers And drop every Folgers while you're grabbin' the boulders (All hundreds) Big bills, in a bag over your shoulder (Fuck it) [Outro: Madlib & Melvin Van Peebles] Man, why me? Shit Why can't I drive the car or somethin'? (Oh well, tough luck) Guess what nigga Crime Everything's gonna be cool for you! Dreams If he's still around! money Quas', that money is ready and waitin', so um Make me some kind of sign so I know it's you! (You get 'em? Shit) (The following demonstration is copyrighted by Loop Digga productions, thou shall't not steal)