The Heist [Part 1]

[Verse 1: Jadakiss] At the table sayin' a prayer holdin' hands And we got two stolen Benz Everything's according to plans Anybody in the fam gets pinched Don't worry 'bout your kids, control your wench Don't worry 'bout the money it's gon' get rinsed And don't worry 'bout me, I won't approach the bench Now let's roll out and get that paper-ito It might look easy but it's not sweet though It's either do this shit now or don't eat, yo This is real life, this ain't no TV show Word up, blacked out With the macs out 'Nough clips to shoot, four duffels full of loot Twenty two Dilinger a piece for the boot Couple of bombs Remote for the alarms Outside still runnin', two big black fifteen hundreds Me and Styles wasn't blunted Must be your point to deal with money Even though I was nervous, somehow it was still funny I hopped in one, son hopped in the other Word to mother, both trucks burn rubber Figure we could land with a mil' or two In a tentacle I pulled up behind chemical Doors locked Styles left the other one Down four blocks, it's on now, ready or not [Verse 2: Styles P] Synchronize your watch feed time to cops Get the rocks out the safety deposit box 'Kiss is here and up, all the guards on watch And the first thing I grab, honey in the fotch Split for nothing You get the same, you hit the button Before we hit the safe Where's the videotape? Gotta lookin' to fix? Forget it I want your wallets in the bag, got your seven digits Money or death; what you pick? And don't be a prick, your life is worth more than chips Money is paper and the banks built the bricks All of a sudden, I heard a different gun's clip I couldn't be hit 'Cause I didn't feel shit So I duck and took cover Yell for my brother I yell "Yo" [Verse 3: Jadakiss] Then I yell "Yo" back You can bounce now, dawg, I filled up two sacks Here's the dough, keys to the truck, go get in it 'Cause time is our life and we ain't got a minute I looked outside and I saw the Lieutenant Thinkin' to myself, "Damn, Styles is finished" We ain't come this far for this shit to happen Damn, nigga better get to cappin' Heard six shots, 'bout three hit the Captain Heard a few more, but, by then, they attacked him Area surrounded, parking lot packed in Just knocked my man off, now I was trapped in But you know I'm going out in a blast With this last pineapple like they use in M*A*S*H And as soon as enough cops've filled up the room I pull the pin