Many hunters in the night hiding in the shadows,
Sillouettes under streetlights flashing their stilettos.
Grinning
with hatred evil minds in action,
Looking for the kill in the heart of the ghettoes.
Well misery loves company and so death draws nigh,
They've got the money rollin' just living for the high.
Needle
freaks shootin' up,Sweatin' from the jones,
Empty minded wandering aching in their bones.
Fools thinkin' they own the town rebels with no cause,
Thinkin' to themselves that Crime really Pays.
Crime Pays
(If you like jail) Crime really pays,
Crime Pays (If you like jail) Crime really pays,
And now you've got time to
kill.
Jokers of society Burglars in the night,
Grand theft auto it's an endless criminal plight.
Flyin' high on the
crack a gutter for a mind,
Always looking for something but nothing do they find.
Get ready for the judge your name is on his list,
Because your sense of justice it was a bloody fist.
Who's face
was it and did it make you feel good?
Well now you've got a reputation as a nickel and dime hood.
Distorted sense of fairplay hey whatcha gonna do,
How nice it must be to think that Crime pays.
Crime Pays(If you
like jail) Crime really Pays,
Crime Pays (If you like jail) Crime really pays,
And now you've got time to kill.
