Smokescreen - Citizen King

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