I walked in, and I pull up my pants.nThey're five sizes too large, but I'm taking a chance.nI walked up, to the hand rack.nI grabbed a big stack and moved to the back.nI pulled down my drawers, and then start stuffin'.nThen I pulled them up, cuz the shit aint nothin'.nI walked down, my heart is beatin.nI walked down, my heart is pumpin.nI walked down, my sneakers are squeakin.nI walked down. The alarms are beepin.nThen I start to run...nnCuz I steal...BatteriesnCuz I steal...TupperwarenCuz I steal...Cuz I dont carenI'll Steal...From anywhere.nnHouse party pumpin know whats up.nThrough the door, didnt pay for this cup.nI mingle a little, and say whats up.nThen through the house to grab some stuff. (yeah girl)nOpen the door, turn on the lights.nCloset and cupboards...all night.nSack of weed. Guitar strings.nAll the things that I dont need.nFamily portraits and Jewelry.nKids toys and dvds.nI drank your beer and now its clearnTo all your homies that...nnI Steal, cigarettesnI Steal, I steal gigapetsnI Steal, cuz i dont carenI Steal, from anywhere.nnLike your grandmother, Im terminally ill.nLike to sneak into her room and steal her pills.nOn the iron lung, she sleeps all day.nI dont even have to run away.nJust walk down the street, cool as can be.nHigh on her liquid morphinenWhen I grab the wrong meds it aint no fun.nI goto the middle school and sell them to someone.nI take lunch money for medicine.nIf she wasnt in a coma, she'd say we were kin.nDont think your different from anyone else.nI steal the pen from the bank, and the books off the shelf. Cuz...nnI steal, parking spotsnI steal, car alarmsnI steal, cuz i dont carenI'll steal, from anywhere.nnI got a trench coat, I open it upnRolex watches up to my cuffs.nVercase bags sittin in my trunk.nLuis Vuitton...piled up front.nI sell fashion, this shit aint bunk.nMaking a living selling you junk.nYou dont know, that this shits hot.nYou gotta make some deals to buy some pot.nCuz you know lifes hard for a brother whose bad.nStealin so hard make your mamma so sad.nBut I dont care, Its how I live.nTakin much more than I'll ever give. Cuz...nnRepeat chorusnnWe jump in the mini van that we stole.nFrom a mormon family that still supports bob dole.nParked at the high school selling parsley as weed.nLatter day saints aint got nothin on me.nI jump on stage and spit in the mic.nAnd some whiney kid says that nigga stole my bike.nHis dad steps to me and he gets in my face.nBut I also got his wallet that he thinks he misplaced.nHe says you better pay for this bike you retard.nSo I buy his boy a huffy with his own mastercard.nIdentity theft may be over my head.nSo I mug little kids and steal from the dead.nnRepeat Chorus