I’ve made a profit off of crime
Since the year I was born
It may not seem like much at all
Much one thing
Keep yourself unseen
No bank account
Gotta cut your hair
To stay outta the way
Empty all the drawers
Check your field of vision
Make em’ count it out loud
And now go back into the cold dark night
Sooner or later
In an effort to control my behavior

At least ill be necessary to
profile me

In an effort to control my behavior
People that look like this
People that have a style
People that wear their hair
who have a skin color
People who drive a car
People awake at night
People who appear my age
You’ll find yourself a target

The police harassment
Police aggression
And maybe ill feel remorse
For stealing

Lyrics submitted by RottenPear

Thief Detests the Criminal song meanings
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