The Heist by WIN_BX Lyrics
[Verse 1; Win]
Don’t know if it’s me
Or if I see things a little bit different
Oh, it’s just me
I’m the one being a bit indifferent
So, you can see
With that one is where you can catch me missin
I ain’t with the gullible
I am done with the protocol
Why you think we sonnin you?
Laws older than Noah’s ark
Can’t run shit
That fear in your eyes is abundant
Rippin down all your idols
And smacking all your incumbents
I see how the seasons change;
Summer, Winter, Spring, and Fall
Can’t wipe away the history
Karma coming for all of y’all
Yeah, y’all runnin
Runnin out of choices
Yeah, y’all runnin out of time
Fuck you for stealing from the voiceless
(That’s from the heart, that’s from the heart)
Drama bone deep
What the skin couldn’t reflect
And if you ask me who’s up
Couldn’t really tell you who’s next
If I had to take a guess
The next victim on the set
It’s a bet
Will have God above reflected in their flesh
[Chorus: Win and Buddy Lofton]
Try go for my soul
And I see it’s the goal
And it’s taking its toll
Last thought as
They killin me slowly. (slowly)
Yeah, there’s a truth in what I say, (what I say)
Never knew you to delay. (delay)
Why the hate that you givin ain't lowkey
(lowkey) (lowkey, oh)
Wish I had the hammer by my side
Either way I’m gon’ die
Last thought as
They killin me slowly. (slowly)
Yeah, there’s a truth in what I say
And there’s proof up in the tape
Why the hate that you givin
Ain't lowkey. (lowkey, lowkey)
[Verse 2: Buddy Lofton]
Yeah!
(three times)
Uh!
Another Black man shot down
God damn!
Another bystander caught it on cam
Don’t nobody care
They share it on the Gram
Everybody stares
Just waiting for a crash
I feel the pain
I’ve been detached
They made us slaves
Stole all the land
They hid our names
Re-wrote the past
Slashes – all on our backs
I’m feeling stuck
They ain’t sticking to the plan
So, I’m in the front
Yo, tell me where you at
Said we was only three fifths of a man
So, I keep a fourth fifth
In case they tryna go back
Locked up our dads
We was too young to understand
Hand to our hearts
So, let’s pledge Uncle Sam
Damn!
We the most imitated
We just wanted some liberation
I’m gon’ sing it
We swing it, baby
Gotta handle our business
Lately, they just killing
They kill our babies
It’s disgusting
To keep it a hundred
I feel like we’re hunted
I see them coming
But we’re never running
And it’s getting ugly
But it’s been redundant
From Malcolm to Martin to Khalid Muhammad
I’m swinging, I’m punching the air
Yeah, they want us eliminated
But we’re here!
We’re shining
We’re melanated all year!
Three six five, we outside!
Protect your soul
Protect your mind
This a heist
To steal your glow
To steal your pride
Get your hand up out my pocket, nigga…
Uuh!
[Chorus: Win and Buddy Lofton]
Try go for my soul
And I see it’s the goal
And it’s taking its toll
Last thought as
They killin me slowly. (slowly)
Yeah, there’s a truth in what I say, (what I say)
Never knew you to delay. (delay)
Why the hate that you givin ain't lowkey
(lowkey) (lowkey, oh)
Wish I had the hammer by my side
Either way I’m gon’ die
Last thought as
They killin me slowly. (slowly)
Yeah, there’s a truth in what I say
And there’s proof up in the tape
Why the hate that you givin
Ain't lowkey. (lowkey, lowkey)
[Verse 3: Win]
We drop the hits
They cappin’
They ain’t copping it
We made the first rhythm
And ain’t made a proper profit since
Took the gold, the knowledge
And even the damn sarcophagus
So, because of that
And much more
I can’t be an optimist
Fuck your opinion
Ain’t nobody ask you
Right-wing, get you clipped off
Cause of that cracked view
Oh, yeah, we’re checking receipts
It looks like you’re past due
Let a brother die in them streets
Look like you’re that dude
And if you ask me if I’m mad, baby
Yes, I is
Got a rage burning inside
More than left-eye did
‘No disrespect’ but the condition
That a nigga forced to live in
Make me wanna let it off
But I gotta keep myself from trippin
Plus, I ain’t never been known for holding duh stick
But I think about the Panthers
And, least know it’s legit
It’s no disguise
Just open up yo eyes
And give it a little time
You’ll see who’s running the heist
It’s disgusting
Don’t know if it’s me
Or if I see things a little bit different
Oh, it’s just me
I’m the one being a bit indifferent
So, you can see
With that one is where you can catch me missin
I ain’t with the gullible
I am done with the protocol
Why you think we sonnin you?
Laws older than Noah’s ark
Can’t run shit
That fear in your eyes is abundant
Rippin down all your idols
And smacking all your incumbents
I see how the seasons change;
Summer, Winter, Spring, and Fall
Can’t wipe away the history
Karma coming for all of y’all
Yeah, y’all runnin
Runnin out of choices
Yeah, y’all runnin out of time
Fuck you for stealing from the voiceless
(That’s from the heart, that’s from the heart)
Drama bone deep
What the skin couldn’t reflect
And if you ask me who’s up
Couldn’t really tell you who’s next
If I had to take a guess
The next victim on the set
It’s a bet
Will have God above reflected in their flesh
[Chorus: Win and Buddy Lofton]
Try go for my soul
And I see it’s the goal
And it’s taking its toll
Last thought as
They killin me slowly. (slowly)
Yeah, there’s a truth in what I say, (what I say)
Never knew you to delay. (delay)
Why the hate that you givin ain't lowkey
(lowkey) (lowkey, oh)
Wish I had the hammer by my side
Either way I’m gon’ die
Last thought as
They killin me slowly. (slowly)
Yeah, there’s a truth in what I say
And there’s proof up in the tape
Why the hate that you givin
Ain't lowkey. (lowkey, lowkey)
[Verse 2: Buddy Lofton]
Yeah!
(three times)
Uh!
Another Black man shot down
God damn!
Another bystander caught it on cam
Don’t nobody care
They share it on the Gram
Everybody stares
Just waiting for a crash
I feel the pain
I’ve been detached
They made us slaves
Stole all the land
They hid our names
Re-wrote the past
Slashes – all on our backs
I’m feeling stuck
They ain’t sticking to the plan
So, I’m in the front
Yo, tell me where you at
Said we was only three fifths of a man
So, I keep a fourth fifth
In case they tryna go back
Locked up our dads
We was too young to understand
Hand to our hearts
So, let’s pledge Uncle Sam
Damn!
We the most imitated
We just wanted some liberation
I’m gon’ sing it
We swing it, baby
Gotta handle our business
Lately, they just killing
They kill our babies
It’s disgusting
To keep it a hundred
I feel like we’re hunted
I see them coming
But we’re never running
And it’s getting ugly
But it’s been redundant
From Malcolm to Martin to Khalid Muhammad
I’m swinging, I’m punching the air
Yeah, they want us eliminated
But we’re here!
We’re shining
We’re melanated all year!
Three six five, we outside!
Protect your soul
Protect your mind
This a heist
To steal your glow
To steal your pride
Get your hand up out my pocket, nigga…
Uuh!
[Chorus: Win and Buddy Lofton]
Try go for my soul
And I see it’s the goal
And it’s taking its toll
Last thought as
They killin me slowly. (slowly)
Yeah, there’s a truth in what I say, (what I say)
Never knew you to delay. (delay)
Why the hate that you givin ain't lowkey
(lowkey) (lowkey, oh)
Wish I had the hammer by my side
Either way I’m gon’ die
Last thought as
They killin me slowly. (slowly)
Yeah, there’s a truth in what I say
And there’s proof up in the tape
Why the hate that you givin
Ain't lowkey. (lowkey, lowkey)
[Verse 3: Win]
We drop the hits
They cappin’
They ain’t copping it
We made the first rhythm
And ain’t made a proper profit since
Took the gold, the knowledge
And even the damn sarcophagus
So, because of that
And much more
I can’t be an optimist
Fuck your opinion
Ain’t nobody ask you
Right-wing, get you clipped off
Cause of that cracked view
Oh, yeah, we’re checking receipts
It looks like you’re past due
Let a brother die in them streets
Look like you’re that dude
And if you ask me if I’m mad, baby
Yes, I is
Got a rage burning inside
More than left-eye did
‘No disrespect’ but the condition
That a nigga forced to live in
Make me wanna let it off
But I gotta keep myself from trippin
Plus, I ain’t never been known for holding duh stick
But I think about the Panthers
And, least know it’s legit
It’s no disguise
Just open up yo eyes
And give it a little time
You’ll see who’s running the heist
It’s disgusting