Heist of the Century
La the Darkman Lyrics


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featuring Killa Sin



[Killa Sin]

Ski masked the First National for a half a mill'
It's real fuck rational

Your armored truck stuck like dustheads for my collateral

Certified criminal gun smugglin villain who be fillin clips

Fuller than cum swellin your genitals



[La the Darkman]

Specialist cat burgular stockin cap murder

Uzi clip inserterer you got cheese I heard of ya

You dirty rat, manuevered through traps and torched doors

Plastic explosives, bags of see-4



[Killa Sin]

Yo, flash a cannon, deliver these clowns an understandin

that Cash Rules, don't nuttin move kid, five-hundred grand an'

The raw son, makin assault when armor wait till the gold lock

Fuck the wreck, fumbled up the wrong time



[La the Darkman]

Yo, I clip the phone lines, cut the alarm, the pipe bomb

Detonation, seven minutes the first task, we in it

Lace the tear gas, put on your mask, load the bags

Check the roof for the jake, I'ma climb the gate last



[Killa Sin]

Scan the internet, copy the floppy shut the drive off

'cinerate the whole data bank before we slide off

Time check: twenty-four hundred and still wastin

The minutes keep racin, let's blow this foundation



[La the Darkman]

Keep patient, I got the whole Dole administration

on CD-ROM, smugglin firearms

And the date to attempt assassinate Farrakhan

From his Middle East trips and buildin wit Sadaam

Yo hold the laptop



Chorus: Killa Sin and La the Darkman (repeat 2X)



Yo it's the Heist of the Century kid we execute right

We goin down in history, get the loot and live life

how it's meant to be

A stolen legacy, live Egyptian mystery



[Killa Sin]

(Word up)

We on the way out (stolen Legacy), the future laid out

Our brain scramblin, Arnez break a cold sweat but never panickin

Shooken up, two officers lookin up, we spot em

Pull the heat out, and have both they asses red-dotted



[La the Darkman]

Don't move, we got the bank money not yours

Think of your kids and calmly lay on the floor

Put your hands high, dunn get they guns

Then break em, slap one wit the barrel

Make em bleed then tape em



[Killa Sin]

It's like a minute and ten left, we playin wit death

And I can hear the bomb tick

Sweat drip on the back my palm grip

Final mission, completed all bank funds depleted

Hit the turnpike, bounce to the stash, let's split it even



[La the Darkman]

Yo, the blueprint went excellent, wisdom gods seconds for the dynamite

On the next flight before daylight

Exit through the back entrance, jump the fence

Then slide in the Rover wit the triple black tints

We hit the government





Word up Dunn, we hit the government, knahmsayin?

Overall Meaning

The song "Heist of the Century" by La the Darkman featuring Killa Sin describes a bank heist and the criminals' plan to get away with a half a million-dollar heist. The lyrics are detailed in how the heist was executed and what the characters did to prepare for it. Killa Sin started performing the song, describing how he stole half a million dollars from the First National Bank wearing a ski mask. He emphasizes that he is a certified criminal and filled his gun with bullets, stealing the cash from an armored truck that was stuck like dustheads for his collateral.


La the Darkman's rap focuses on the specifics of the heist. He refers to himself as an Uzi clip inserter, a specislist cat burglar who uses plastic explosives, bags of c4 and manuevers through traps and torched doors. He explains that he cut the alarm and phone lines using a pipe bomb before entering the bank. Then, they lace the tear gas, put on their masks, load the bags and check the roof for the police because he wants to climb the gate last. Together, they explain their plan to execute the robbery in seven minutes, cutting internet cables and copying the floppy before they blow the foundation.


Line by Line Meaning

Ski masked the First National for a half a mill'
Robbed the First National bank with ski masks and stole half a million dollars


It's real fuck rational
This is reality, not rational


Your armored truck stuck like dustheads for my collateral
The armored truck is stuck, and the collateral is now taken


Certified criminal gun smugglin villain who be fillin clips | Fuller than cum swellin your genitals
La the Darkman is a certified criminal who smuggles guns and has a lot of ammunition


Specialist cat burgular stockin cap murder
La the Darkman is a specialist in burglary, wearing a stocking cap and possibly committing murder


Uzi clip inserterer you got cheese I heard of ya
La the Darkman has an Uzi clip, and he knows the person he's robbing has money


You dirty rat, manuevered through traps and torched doors | Plastic explosives, bags of see-4
La the Darkman has a history of sneaking around and setting fire to locked areas, and he also has plastic explosives


Yo, flash a cannon, deliver these clowns an understandin | that Cash Rules, don't nuttin move kid, five-hundred grand an'
Killa Sin is telling the people in the bank to understand that cash rules everything and to not move


The raw son, makin assault when armor wait till the gold lock | Fuck the wreck, fumbled up the wrong time
Killa Sin is making an aggressive move while the armor waits, and things are not going as planned


Yo, I clip the phone lines, cut the alarm, the pipe bomb | Detonation, seven minutes the first task, we in it
La the Darkman is cutting the phone lines and setting up a pipe bomb, and they have seven minutes to complete their task


Lace the tear gas, put on your mask, load the bags | Check the roof for the jake, I'ma climb the gate last
They are loading bags and lacing tear gas while checking for police, and La The Darkman will be the last one to climb over the gate


Scan the internet, copy the floppy shut the drive off | 'cinerate the whole data bank before we slide off
They are copying the floppy disk and shutting the computer off, so there is no trace of their robbery


Time check: twenty-four hundred and still wastin | The minutes keep racin, let's blow this foundation
It's midnight, and they're running out of time. They need to blow up the foundation and go


Keep patient, I got the whole Dole administration | on CD-ROM, smugglin firearms | And the date to attempt assassinate Farrakhan | From his Middle East trips and buildin wit Sadaam | Yo hold the laptop
La the Darkman has information on the Dole administration and is smuggling firearms. They also have information on an attempt to assassinate Farrakhan, and they need to take the laptop with them


Yo it's the Heist of the Century kid we execute right | We goin down in history, get the loot and live life | how it's meant to be | A stolen legacy, live Egyptian mystery
They believe they've committed the heist of the century, and they'll go down in history for it. They have stolen a legacy and will live a mysterious life like Egypt


We on the way out (stolen Legacy), the future laid out | Our brain scramblin, Arnez break a cold sweat but never panickin | Shooken up, two officers lookin up, we spot em | Pull the heat out, and have both they asses red-dotted
They're leaving with the stolen goods, and the future is promising. Arnez is scared but not panicked. They see two police officers, and they shoot them


Don't move, we got the bank money not yours | Think of your kids and calmly lay on the floor | Put your hands high, dunn get they guns | Then break em, slap one wit the barrel | Make em bleed then tape em
La the Darkman is telling the people in the bank not to move and to lay on the floor. He then tells them to put their hands up and proceeds to hit them with the gun's barrel and make them bleed


It's like a minute and ten left, we playin wit death | And I can hear the bomb tick | Sweat drip on the back my palm grip | Final mission, completed all bank funds depleted | Hit the turnpike, bounce to the stash, let's split it even
They are running out of time, and they can hear the bomb ticking. They have completed their final mission and depleted the bank funds. They need to leave the turnpike and split the money evenly


Yo, the blueprint went excellent, wisdom gods seconds for the dynamite | On the next flight before daylight | Exit through the back entrance, jump the fence | Then slide in the Rover wit the triple black tints | We hit the government
Their plan worked perfectly, and they set the dynamite up quickly. They plan to leave on the next flight and exit through the back entrance. They then plan to jump the fence and escape in a black Rover with black windows. They succeeded in stealing from the government




Lyrics © Royalty Network Music Publishing Ltd.
Written by: LARRY MUGGERUD, TRIPLE DARKNESS

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