Citizen King Smokescreen

on the run like a bandit i'm on the loose now you eat the dust and you taste the puppy chow this ain't no standstill hold up captain crunch a desperado i take you out to lunch i'll gank your milk money honey it's a royal treatment no tracks out back in the wet cement a broke tooth and a phone booth and a change of clothes 'cause everyone knows i get mean in the smoke screen half time going on the crime scene operation down low you call your hero but like sweetback i got no afro i'm coming dark creepin' in your alley watch your eyes as i make a quick getaway gonna trap me slingshot happy spider web window with a fatal blow