Death Of A Carjacka Lyrics - Muse Sick-n-hour Mess Age - Public Enemy

I'm keepin' a cool head, smart and calculated 

Tell da skinheads what I said and they hate it 

One dumb move they make 

A mistake a turnover, going, going, gone and its over 

Shoulda thought silly rabbit, those habits'll getcha 

Runnin' whitcha life so what some sucker snuck inside a knife 

But I'm checkin' it out, back from a far you know 

They'll never know, I'm backin' up, an' jettin' to my car 

Before they steal it, watch me ride an wheel it 

Ooh, child here it comes now, I can feel it 

Inspiration from the situation 

Flowing to what I know [unverified] 

This ain't nuttin' but another, headline statistic, two brothers 

But one went ballistic, now I'm chillin' beside my ride 

Pulled over the side, Five-O, ran a check 

Now how the hell am I suspect