Jack of All Trades

Robin what you doing in the hood
Man I thought I’d be up to no good
What you mean slick
I guess I’ll go rob a store bust windows with a brick

Man you tripping that ain’t even serious
Who me Robin my hood yes that’s curious
I thought the plan before you mentioned it
Ali Baba had thieves would see me and pay attention

Prince John had guts tried to trip and run listen
Down hater boulevard were Roger the rabbit 
Ask Marian to have his children finger licking with carrots
Little John got stuck in the get away car

Skippy sis with a Hiss and down Ala- A- Dale
Lights changed too fast I had to repel
I was intending on sharing all the goods
Me slick tight master mind Robin my Hood

Sheriff Nottingham barley had got a look 
Character covered my face gave me a shook
Robin you sho know you with the stuff
Will you try again to hit the store?

Me Robin robbing again that’s my MO and more
Next time I will change my crew John run too slow
Trigger finger ready with a bow in my hand pull back and go
Captain Croc passed a lock to see how far I would land

But man look I’m out we will try dodging quick sand
Maybe Robin will be available 
And leave the Bat 
Man I need to loose some weight
My legs too fat
Copyright © | Year Posted 2016

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