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He split the racket, to operate on his own
He set them up, stripped them & then he was gone
He's a robin hood of a new century
If you're rich & 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