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Albums:

Kind of Life (Kind of Love) [The Deluxe Edition] (North End) · His Kind of Money (My Kind of Love) (Eric Church) · Kind of Life (Kind of Love) (North End) · The Best of Criminal Records (Hutchinson, Hutch) · Smooth Criminal (Alien Ant Farm) · Criminal Justice: Axe the Act (Hutchinson, Hutch) · Smooth Criminal (Michael Jackson) · Criminal Minded (Boogie Down Productions) · Life of a Criminal (Pooh-Man) · Smooth Criminal [DualDisc] (Michael Jackson) – and 90 other albums »


We've got two kinds here
Those that bleed the blood
And those that work to will it
Can't believe the big screen
There's no justice in the hall
by your hand
The kind of murder where nobody dies
But I don't suppose you'd understand

If I am Lolita
Then you are a criminal
And you should be killed
Hook:
"Cause long as I'm alive I'm gonna live illegal" (x4)
-Shook Ones pt. 2 -Mobb Deep

Verse 1:
Take it to another level of mic murdering
I'm
me
I'm a say fuck you
Wa wa wa wa 1 2 1 2

From deputant down to stripper
I'm too nonchalaunt
A drink mixed with four kinds of liquors
Catch me
whatever you name it, I've done
Live the life of a hustla
Keepin' it gangsta
Whatever you name it, I've done
I been all around the world
Met all kinds
the whole world after me 
catastrophe among us, fatal tragedy 
Mafiosa, murder one mind 
black toaster, low composure 
twin Glocks in 2 holsters 
we mobb
more,
I leave footprints in fours, two for bi-peds, two more to break the door
Practically caress the utterings of crushed by drudgery brothers
my sound's hard to come by
Last spotted on a yacht getting dumb high
Banging yacht rock with my squad from 2-1-5
Straight calling niggas out like
You say ah one for the trouble  two for the time 
Ah come on y'all  let's rock that
Duck! Or wind up DOWN!! 
Fiyah! Huh 
Pal Joey in the house  D
the last time I went, was the last time I'm ever gone be in
Instead of a 5 by 6 cell then a big brick home, that's what I live in

[Chorus: x2]

[Z-Ro:]
to P-T's
O.G. granddaddy, I'm so fooling
Tell the truth, DJ Screw made me
Without him, ya'll wouldn't know Mike D
I was just lil' Mike, Bam had a hogg in
Let us begin, what, where, why or when
Will all be explained like instructions to a game
See I'm not insane, in fact I'm kind of rational
When I
name it, I've done

Live the life of a hustla, keepin' it gangsta
Whatever you name it, I've done
I've been all around the world, met all kinds of girls
rating). Our criminal institutions are full of little creeps like you who do wrong things...
and many of them were driven to these crimes by a horrible
cooperating with God
By accepting Jesus Christ as our personal Lord and savior
And as the Lord does return in the coming seven days
We'll see you next time
I write might be about you, son they shook *
[*vocal interpolation of Mobb Deep - "Shook Ones Pt. II"]

(chorus with varations till fade)

[fan]
Oh..
must be mad, in fact, kind of rad
You not a smooth criminal, you soft and I'm bad
Don't mean to brag, I'm just makin a point
Some say I'm def, the old
[Intro]
Yeah (yeah) [Repeat: x4]
Yeah (hell yeah)

Yeah!

[Chorus: x2 Andre 3000]
Mighty-I-de-I-de-I
Mighty-I-de-I-de-I
Mighty-I-de-I-de-I
Jack, Jack
Jack, Jack, Jack
(One, two, three)

He's a calm kind of guy, courageous and loyal
But don't let the temper boil
Cause just like a pot when
"This is for the real niggas"

Yo, hard beats like this keep my mentality raw
I G off C 4 lyrics to blow off them Lex door
My tex-ture be the kind
You say ah one for the trouble  two for the time 
Ah come on y'all  let's rock that
Duck! Or wind up DOWN!! 
Fiyah! Huh 
Pal Joey in the house  D
to the bass, c'mon
Turn up the radio
They claim that I'm a criminal
By now I wonder how
Some people never know
The enemy could be their friend, guardian
to the bass, c'mon
Turn up the radio
They claim that I'm a criminal
By now I wonder how
Some people never know
The enemy could be their friend, guardian
to the bass, c'mon
Turn up the radio
They claim that I'm a criminal
By now I wonder how
Some people never know
The enemy could be their friend, guardian
individual this can happen too

We move on niggas, rip two's on niggas
'cause ain't no tellin' what them fellas about
I remain in the cut, comprehendin' ya