Suicide Rage - Shanked With A Knife lyrics

I shake a schmuck just to make a buck
Then I break a duck and if the duck gotta get bucked
Then I don't give a fuck
Hyper as a sniper piping niggas like a plumber
Cold vicking and sticking up the ones that run the numbers
But Jimmy's wife is with him and they don't want to involve her
Hopped out the back seat they gave me a revolver
Blass, you distract him while I go and whack him
Entered through the back side of the bar and then attacked him
He's screaming for his life, reaching for his wife
Shot him in the back of the head and jigged him with a knife

Jigged him with a knife

Shot, shot, with a knife

I shake a schmuck just to make a buck
Then I break a duck and if the duck gotta get bucked
Then I don't give a fuck
Hyper as a sniper piping niggas like a plumber
Cold vicking and sticking up the ones that run the numbers
Or even a bigger score, the lady in the liquor store
Go inside then kick in the door, pull her then I'm stickin' her for
Money or your life, honey hurry and choose
But you lose, because I got the Ill Street Blues

Blass, you distract him while I go and whack him
Entered through the back side of the bar and then attacked him
He's screaming for his life, reaching for his wife
Shot him in the back of the head and jigged him with a knife

Jigged him with a knife [4x]

Blass, you distract him while I go and whack him
Entered through the back side of the bar and then attacked him
He's screaming for his life, reaching for his wife
Shot him in the back of the head and jigged him with a knife

Shot, shot, with a knife

Hyper as a sniper piping niggas like a plumber
Cold vicking and sticking up the ones that run the numbers
Or even a bigger score, the lady in the liquor store
Go inside then kick in the door, pull her then I'm stickin' her for
[2x]

Jigged him with a knife [4x]

Shot, shot, shot, shot, he's screaming for his life

Shot, shot, with a knife

Hyper as a sniper piping niggas like a plumber
Cold vicking and sticking up the ones that run the numbers
Or even a bigger score, the lady in the liquor store
Go inside then kick in the door, pull her then I'm stickin' her for
[2x]

Money or your life, honey hurry and choose
But you lose, because I got the Ill Street Blues