Count always had the best quotables
I locked the street down and threw away the key
Now I'm dodging every alphabet boy from A to Z
Of course I reinforced the bricks in for masonry
And basically they mad I'm making bread like a bakery
See I design the plan, they label me the architect
They tried to pull the plug and hopefully I starve to death
See they been chasing me for years but I'm too hard to catch
They can't touch me, only so far they arms can stretch
I think out the box, move unorthodox
They setting traps but they can't outsmart the fox
I seen the affidavit, it had dozens of pages
Me and my lawyer got it covered like smothered potatoes
Yeah, at first the people thought they had a case
But it wouldn't stick like wet masking tape
Keep a tool like loot spelled backwards
And when they come, I evade em like my taxes
