Stolen Moments Pt. I

[Intro]

Down da-down-da-down-down-down, what

Down da-down-da-down-down-down, what

Down da-down-da-down-down-down, what

Down-da-down, check it, check it

[Verse]

There was a Hardy Boy mystery I was trying to solve

Can't understand who the fuck was involved

Back from a show I had came, hopped off the plane

In my mind home was pictured and rest was the frame

My guy came to grab me in something less than a Caddy

Go buy them gas and food was less than a cabby

As we approach my tilt, paranoia in my bones had built

By the lock on the door, a hole was drilled

I opened it to the kitchen floor my heart knelt

In my shit, somebody had broke in like a mitt

My mind started swinging and who I thought the glove fit

As usual, niggas is suspects

Who did I tell I was going out of town?

Not too many people, I guess the word got around

The people upstairs should have been disturbed by the sound

Must have came in during the day when at work they was found

At the mound I stand vocal pitch high, asking who done it

Fuck Hitchcock, I got the fifth cocked, about to go Wild Hundreds

Whoever did it had the nerve to chill, and get blunted

And left a roach in the ash tray I had cleaned out the last day

Before I left, this thief decided to play chef

Overlooked beef in the fridge to cook chicken breast

I'm kicking what shit was left all around the house

Thinking whoever came in on me is out

[Outro]

It's a frantic situation

It's a frantic situation, yes it is

It's a frantic situation

It's a frantic situation, hear me now

It's a frantic situation

It's a frantic situation, yes it is

It's a frantic situation

It's a frantic situation, hear me now