Supermarket Sweep - Chords

It started in '91, my partner and I would come

To the store empty-handed and part with about a ton

Of merch, we’d see how much it was worth

All the expensive shit got stuffed in my shirt

Hustle and work, we’d steal 'til our muscles would hurt

And we really didn’t care if we got rushed by the clerk

See, in the 100-yard dash, no-one came close to me

Not even if their jeans were full of groceries

Took the good shit, didn’t fuck with the rest

Left stores with TV’s tucked in my vest

And even though I might not boost as much

It’ll be a cold day in hell before I lose the touch

Promoe:

Compared to me you’re like a little baby, I

Stole my first marker back in '85

When I wrote graffiti and it made me live

And just go into the stores and raise the aisle

Now I know my mother wondered how she raised her child

Gave me a bunch of rules and made me stay inside

Nothing seemed to work, I guess I’m just a shady type

Criminal to the bone marrow, hate to buy

The originator while you plagarize

And I’m not just doing this to save a dime

And not cause it’s too hot to stand in line

To me, it’s not a atrend, it’s a way of life!

It’s the supermarket sweep, It’s all got to go

Join the fun, cut your costs, save a whole lot of dough

They may have eyes, but they won’t spot a pro

They got Chords & Promoe in the store on the low

Chords & Promoe:

Those were the days, now we’re off to bigger and better things

Candybars don’t fill the belly of seasoned veterans

We got to plan this like Ocean’s Eleven

Alright, I know the spot but it’s closing at 7

According to the brethren, the place is a dead end

So if we hit it right, it’ll make us a legend

If we figure out how to get over the big toys

Shit, I got a duffel bag and it’s coated with tin foil

That’s great, but what about the security cams?

Don’t worry about them, they won’t ruin the plan

And the guards?

Won’t expect it

The alarm?

Disconnected

All we really got to do is stay calm and collected

In and out, poof!

Gone in a second

The damn guard isn’t even armed with a weapon

Step on the brake, pull over the car and park it

We’re here man, we reached the target

Chords & Promoe:

We came in the door, done it before

Never let the laws patronize us no more

It’s time to settle the score with this dirty business

Let the customers here be the first to witness

The looting of a lifetime right in front of their eyes

Let’s take this shoppin cart to the ruggedest ride

And leave the manager standing there, wondering «Why?»

We left this baby like a motherless child

And we don’t even hide the shit

I walk by the register with an entire fridge

Look the store detective in the eye and spit

Tell him we know where he lives if he tries to snitch

And tell him mind his biz, I’m coming back for more shit

Moving caseloads out the front with a forklift

Chords in the back, Promoe lead the way

No, miss, I’m fine thanks, nothing for me today

Chords & Promoe:

Roll in the trolleys and the wheelbarrows

We don’t give a fuck if the aisles real narrow

Stealing everything, including kitchen sinks

And if we get caught we won’t admit a thing

We just roll in the trolleys and the wheelbarrows

We don’t give a fuck if the aisles real narrow

Stealing everything, including kitchen sinks

And we don’t give a fuck what you bitches think

It’s the supermarket sweep, it’s all got to go

It’s fun, it’s cheap, save a whole lot of dough

They might se but they won’t spot a pro

The way we creep, ain’t no way you can know