He split the racket, to operate on his own He set them up, stripped them and then he was gone He's a Robin Hood of a new century If you're rich and dumb, you bleed, boy
Con man's got a bloodhound nose for flaws Profits from both sides of the law I feel sympathy for his philosophy If you're clever you can beat them all
Sister, tell your mister, to hold on to his change Hustler, call him hustler, Con man rides again Bandits, he's the bandits, settin' up a frame Sister, tell your mister, to hold onto his brains
Con man's mastermindin' on a brand new heist Blueprintin' through the secret files Your tune ain't gonna be so nice When he gets through with you
There's just one thing left to do 'Cause he'll take it away One money hungry night Your longs are gonna be his guidin' lights
He'll be foolin' us all if we don't watch out Leavin' his lies, spreadin' doubts all about Con man's got a bloodhound nose for flaws Profits from both sides of the law
I feel sympathy for his philosophy If you're clever you can beat them all Sister, tell your mister, to hold on to his change Hustler, call him hustler, Con man rides again
Bandits, he's the bandits, settin' up a frame Sister, tell your mister, to hold onto his brains Con man's masturbatin' on a brand new heist Somebody's in for a big surprise
Your wrongs are gonna be his rights When a pro's at a con, he's the devil's son 'Cause he'll take it away One money hungry night
Your longs are gonna be his guidin' lights He'll be foolin' us all if we don't watch out Leavin' his lies, spreadin' doubts all about He's the devil's son, he's the devil's son
Sometimes I think I'm gonna study that game Be a Con man myself some day Just one thing's botherin' me I might be conning myself, by the way
It's a quarter past five, and that's no lie I'm glad we're all still alive, goodbye now Look out, he's spreadin' those doubts all about He's the devil, sonTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
