13 April 2012
Running from the policemen, I just done a crime, Its like my sweet heart, Is now filled with sour limes.
I'll be in prison for ages, But now I gotta run, How will I explain this, To my dad and my mum??
I see a teenager, With a football at his feet, I throw all the money at him, And hide across the street.
Robbery • Opuss № I