| Stick up, hands in the air
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| You move, you lose cause the ICE don’t care
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| No chance to run, don't shout
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| Flinch an inch I’m gonna take you out
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| Grand Larcenist, soloist, felonist, vocalist
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| Crime’s my rhyme, but here’s a new twist
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| I ain’t here for your gold, bro
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| All I want is the show
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| This is Grand Larceny
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| This is Grand Larceny (x3)
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| I lay low for a show, and then I go
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| Steal the motherfucker then we count the dough
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| It’s kinda like robbin', but it’s legally done
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| And now days if it ain’t legal I don’t fuck around
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| I get a thrill when I ill and a jam is filled
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| With 10.000 screamin' people, now that’s the pill
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| Who’s gonna dog the set? |
| The ICE will
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| And once I’m in effect it’s overkill
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| Kinda like a hold-up.all the tickets sold up
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| And then the black stretch limo cold rolls up
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| And then the posse breaks, high off the Cold Duck
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| And then I set the mic to show destruct
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| Even if we open up, it don’t mean nothing
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| I rock the rhymes. |
| E does the cuttin'
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| Call it shownappin' I take a hostage a night
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| Do shit and break out on the next flight
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| This is Grand Larceny
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| Grand Larceny
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| I’m a kleptomaniac when a jam is packed
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| You can fight all night, but you’ll still get jacked
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| By the show stealer, crime rhyme dealer
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| Rap king pin, L.A. big-wheeler
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| Got a posse so strong they could lift a tank
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| Rob a bank
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| But now we steal shows the cops say thanks
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| Breathe easy cause the Syndicate deep
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| Before we start rappin'
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| They got no sleep
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| This is Grand Larceny
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| Grand Larceny
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| Just give me a beat, give me a stage to stand on
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| I know that none ya’ll ever planned on
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| A dude from L.A. who could rock shit this way
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| Have his record go gold, with no radio play
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| But it happened, The Ice is rappin'
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| Just listen to my fans that are clappin'
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| Or come to my show. |
| sit in the front row
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| And watch me steal the motherfucker before your ass can say «HO»
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| I’m like a time bomb, but I’m a rhyme bomb
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| Spray the whole audience with napalm
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| Or something just as hot, I'll bust a rhyme, why not?
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| Rap hittin' so hard, you'll think you shot
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| I’ll take a show and abduct it
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| Stone cold house it, and if it gets wild
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| With gasoline I’ll douse it
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| Set it ablaze, and then I’ll stomp it out
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| Many burnt emcees know what I’m talkin' about
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| This is Grand Larceny
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| Promoters on my tail now
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| Cause they billed me low
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| Here I am 'bout to steal another show
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| So they turn my mic down
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| Fuck up my audio sound
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| But too late, we just dogged another town
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| Rappin' like a Mac 10, as soon as I begin
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| The only way to stop the stealin'
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| Is throw me in the pen
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| But that will never happen
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| Cause I’m just cool rappin'
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| My Larceny is legal, so sorry Captain
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| I would never steal a rap
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| But I’ll steal a show in a minute
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| It’s as simple as that
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| An interstate crook, my pistol’s my rhyme book
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| Any show that I’m on is a show that’s took
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| Better watch my left hook, or your jaw will get shook
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| If my posse gets mad, it's best you book
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| From the Grand Larcenist, ICE-T is my name
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| Got a rap like a mac, and a game he same
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| This is Grand Larceny (x3) |