Five Fingers Lyrics
way before the media shitting or 12 zip of ganked paint, the origin of a thievery
leader would take place, 2 coke bottles adorn the rogue toddler, grapple
a refrigerator, gaffle a nilla wafer, and no role model provoke him to shift
focus, cuz he notice that a cookie tastes better when itʼs stolen, kids got
the darndest quirks, 11ʼs arm skip jars for his mommaʼs purse and bought
enough fireworks from the bullies to blow up a small barn which he kept in a
box in the yard, and the bark isnʼt carved from a clepto anthem, but a clepto
tangent preface the grand canvas, dance to the dirge, stand up, celebrate the
natural need to own what ainʼt earned, own what ainʼt earned, see it rolls off
a tongue like a smoke ring rolls off a lung ʻtil itʼs done, ready set, kept petty
theft on a post-it , later apply the motives to a moment on some grown shit,
hey, you with the sharpe and BM did you foreplay the G.M. or you carpe the
diem? whore play the porn game fornicate the sure way to freedom? or correlate
with the sword play and heathens? trickery and back-talk fresh out of
high school on the prickly catwalk of the modern grind slide rule, every last
number in his history got itʼs own little hustle to nuzzle up with the victory,
thanks, bathe in a bottle of your finest, tackleberrys sift through the piss
looking for diamonds, before the hell appears to put the chemi in the climate,
get your money from the richest get your pussy from the flyest.
slow and low, do or die calm, suicide king in the tuck of the palm
slow and low, do or die stuck, two to five cans in the tuck of the trunk
and these are the five fingers that are stealing from you,
and these are the five fingers that are stealing from you,
and these are the five fingers that are stealing from you...
one by one like little confused penguins, larceny
ʼs yes-men ooze for used weapons like a
bitter little burglar jaded up out the bucket seat
is dumb enough to feel like the public owe him
a fucking thing, nope, gotta configure the five
finger so the hot-wired vehicular skill is applicable,
if an eyeʼs on the prize and the itch ainʼt
flushed, i hope the fruits of your labor outlive the
initial rush like hey! step on the abysmal cusp
with matchmakers trying to make the mixed signals
fuck, then incubate the mutt baby through
his stigmaʼs crutch, now he will learn to walk
after he lifts the drums, and this is certified milk
by the new york department of skullduggery,
shoplift quicker than your shutter-speed, click,
missed, he dipped with dumb cutlery, in and out
of muddy river water ʻtil the rutter bleed, skip
around the money pillar, color me bunny killer
hovering wear the mother feed, gutter greed king
out a crummy motherfucker breed, fuck with me,
it go knock knock rummy at a bruckner speed,
the seedʼs all grownsed up playing grown people
games, evil aims grown, encompass the whole
steeple chase, grip, mitigate the master plan, so
when the workers are asleep the riffraff expands,
and yes a pig is a cop, but gotta fill up the flock,
so when i rake in the bacon i hope the kiddies
will watch, i hope the flipping of the system will
be heavily clocked, cuz opportunityʼs fickle, after
it trickle it stop, capture the flag, drag that crass
little bastard flat through the haz-mat and glass,
laugh when he ask for it back, scratch that, welcome
to the magic in a basket of cash
are these lyrics official? they're all i can find, but i think they're wrong. at least in points:
One by one like little confused penguins Larceny's [yes-men who used to use] weapons Like a bitter little burgular jaded up at the buckets He is dumb enough to [feel like the public owe him a] fucking thing Nope! gotta configure the five fingers [So the hot wired] vehicular skill is applicable
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[of] Matchmakers trying to make the mixed signals [fuck] [then] make you [heed] the mud [baby through] the stigma's crush
this is just from what i hear. but i think these lyrics are useless.
Hes definitely talkin about stealing as a teen....Aes is too fuckin ill
I always have taken this song as, at least slightly, about cooperations. Like the song Five Cooperations by Fugazi.
its about cooperations but i can see how someone would think it was stealing as teen. but its your own subjective meaning that makes the song great! peace
This is a simplified and IMO quite literal, obvious interpretation of this track, but I don't have time to C&P all the verses I've been digesting.
It starts with a child stealing candy from the store, then, "11's arm" digs through his mommas purse for fireworks, etc. "but a klepto tangent preface the grand canvas" is a foreshadowing of later into the track, as things get deeper. "kept petty theft on a post-it , later apply the motives to a moment on some grown shit" is another example of that.
"trickery and back-talk fresh out of high school, on the prickly catwalk of the modern grind slide rule, every last number in his history got itʼs own little hustle to nuzzle up with the victory,"
Now older, this metaphorical kid is now coming in to the real world, and his past victories give him more confidence to go bigger, get more. probably jacking people, stealing other than just shoplifting, etc.
Adm was right in his post though, Aesop definitely says "One by one like little confused penguins, Larceny's [yes-men who used to use] weapons," I interpret "Larcenty's yes men" as larcenists (thieves, basically) who can't resist the urge, or perhaps stopped but it's still in the back of their mind, hence the "used to use weapons."
"if an eyeʼs on the prize and the itch ainʼt flushed, i hope the fruits of your labor outlive the initial rush" Basically, if you haven't learned your lesson and end up getting fucked over or up stealing from somewhere or someone (or just in general) you better hope the fruits of your labor outweigh the initial rush. and they usually don't, karma can be a bitch.
Basically my interpretation is how something small like stealing nilla wafers when you're 9 or taking money from your mom's purse when you're 11 can escalate into not only kleptomania but just an urge to steal in general, jacking people for drugs or money for drugs, for example.