Kid Jacked The Car Lyrics by: Dirty Ice

(Verse 1)
There once was a kid without a name
Wanting to get in the crime gangsta game
He got himself strapped and left to get rich
Cuz all his life he had just been a bitch
Now he's out for props, and if he makes it
He'll be a legend and won't have to stage it
So he walks down smooth, down the block
With his gun in his pocket, he's steady as a rock

(Refrain)

(Verse 2)
He sights a car he'd love to posses
He breaks the window and it feels like success
Reaching out for the cardoor lock
He opens the door and does a little knock
Looks for the keys in the glovebox
They are right there, next to a couple a socks
He's driving the car down the freeway lane
Honking the horn like he's fucking insane
He makes a left, and tries to steer straight
Tries to avoid the corner, but it's to fucking late
He hits the corner of street 62
Crashes the car, what is he gonna do?

(Refrain)

(Verse 3)
He starts to run and almost makes it
Until a cop caught him with a waste hit
He's down and under arrest
The cop is standing heavy on his narrow chest
He tries to move but got clocked the fuck out
Now he's doing ten, staying in the big house