Lyrics:
on my phone
He wicked lyrical criminal, I'm on my own
The sickest individual, ya'll might know'I'm
I blow a niggas mouth out, all I show em, is I'm
the Rottweilers by the door
And I feed 'em gunpowder, so they can devour
The criminals trying to drop my decimals
Damn, BLEEP wanna stick me for my cream
And it
ya. Cannibal I'm hanibal intellectual that's the type of animal that's undetectable by any type of satellite I bet you wishing them bitches hadn't
the ladies love me
The brothers know I'm down by law
So it started with a crayon
Flash said "play on," next up, Ra bless the floor
I said they call me
murder them
[Chorus]
I'm a dip-dip diverse, socializer
I'm a hoof flat top rule, in eighty niner
They say Rugged, by now, you should of at least
to the power of my criminal ways
The sun is shining but I'm catching minimal rays
It's time for me to grow out of this childish phase
My life is like
to the power of my criminal ways
The sun is shining but I'm catching minimal rays
It's time for me to grow out of this childish phase
My life is like
like Florida Seminole
Subliminal raps which make criminals act bitch
Instrumental in creatin' the most pinnacle rap shit
Got Toni Braxton lookin'
us smiling...
Don't call it criminal
It's not like anyone can claim it isn't right
The damage done is minimal
It's a necessary evil that's needed
and fatted by the calf
Soundtrack of laughter rolling past
They struck some poor and nameless soul
Member of some forgotten caste
When they went Sunday
niggas still ridin'
Claim they want beef when I seen 'em they lying
Ride by myself with a hundred twenty rounds
Draco, .40 Glock 'n' a pocket rocket
cualquier
manera
pero caen antes de llegar a la frontera
otros pasan pierden la paciencia
se vuelven criminals y utilizan la violencia
la pobreza nos rompe la
by my side aint no youngsters over here just real Gs that’s down to ride
You know I’m strictly rhymin true playa from the start and if u feelin luck
"That's Us" by Jair Dynast
Verse 1
I constantly victimize you victims cuz that's all you are to me
I'm the epitome of victory cataracts I make you
the grades so its minumum wage
by the time you go to look a job
but on the streets we are learnin every other aspect of the criminal trade
so instead we gonna
that stupid shit
Rollin' in my deuce deuce 5
convertible top down so I can see the honeys passin' me by
it's a beautiful day in my neighborhood
but 5
bruise Babylon baby
Birthed in a wind since savage gone crazy
Touched by an angel, tormented by the devil
Birth right
Smite those that approach my level
I cried a dying river all the way to the lake
Undertow of our disasters, soil bed rich in past mistakes
Caught by the beauty of her, strapped in by
Yeah, the gods and the general
The squad full of criminals
Who rob for residuals
Yeah, Allah made me spiritual
The bars made me lyrical
The chrome
me a victim shot by police
If they the criminals how my mug shot on TV
Look in a racist face why you
Want my mama to grieve
Tryna make me a hash tag
It takes a lot to listen
Criminal negligence
I don't know who's on my side
I should wipe you out
I should wipe you out
Ms. Nature been saving
Because nazi rocket science too, can bring joy to the world
the war on drugs, this righteous cause
To clear our streets of criminals, now civilized
lot, look at me
All these eyes passin' by, but I'm invisible
Is there something wrong with me, am I fixable?
I'm a lot, but I know I'm not a criminal
on the map, I told every mandem he's dog
I was born in the 90's inspired by gangsters
Fascinated by criminal things
I wear Nikes and Trespass pants cause
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