Like the boys in blue when they come through with them boots. And they kickin down the do' and they don't care who they shoot but we do care who they shoot so we do what we must do. So we act like we run track then we run straight to the back but they comin from the back so we run back to the front. They say, 'get down on ya knees', we say, 'what the fuck you want?!' They want cheese, they want bread, they want dough, they want mo'. Than I wanna give 'em but if I keep talkin they won't know that my cousin in the back, and we call him Roto-Rooter, slash plumber, cash runner and he fire on them computers. 'Log out!