Lyrics:
the stu'
Chop ma rhymes flow
Woh wululululu
Man di dig grong finam
Every other day in a burning chana
Money criminal law abiding
Any penny man,
Mi casa sur
(Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah)
I’m RELCHIR, fuck your mom
I love a fucking lesson in criminal law
The hand of God
It's a destiny of war
It's your criminal law
Prophets, from the past
Spells, in the dust
You, hide the truth
Just like, your rotten tooth
A Criminal breaking the laws
I keep da dope in my drawls
Watchin for cops yeah yeah
Really not average at all
Don't play wit my money at all
We gon get cannons
Smooth criminal, Michael Jackson, law and order
Shank up in my pocket get stabbed up like a New Yorker
Broke this bitch off Bissonet, five hundred
Smooth criminal, Michael Jackson, law and order
Shank up in my pocket get stabbed up like a New Yorker
Broke this bitch off Bissonet, five hundred
Death don't apply)
We want no prisoners, we need no criminal law, we need to strike at the sinners, we need the luck of the draw
You gotta chose your
criminal law
And im gonna learn to scuba dive too
And im gonna always love you
MA MA, DA DA, POO POO, SHOO WA WA (x3)
Well im gonna be a singer, wo, wo, wo
you so sunshine
Sun
What I feelings- death
My Ambition- death
Hide my all the time
Sorry spirit wife
I hope you understand
everyone loves criminal
Wars
More green than a golf course
More snitches in your squad than a
Online criminal law course
If you need us then call for us
Bad boys no Martin
Подальше от ваших / Away from
Преступных законов / Your criminal laws
Туда, где жизнь можно любить / To a place where life can be loved
Туда где не надо /
though I love to draw
With the burner I'm like Bernie Sanders, mittens on
I know criminal law, so most likely I'm getting off
people your age catch charges, at-larges
Break cages through anger and rage
Face the pages of criminal law
But not you, 'cause your daddy's the law, right?
you ever think of stopping me, Bblow it out ya ass!
I'm a hustler by nature but criminal by law
Any charges set against me, chunk it up and stand tall
It's criminal
There ought to be a law
Criminal
There ought to be a whole lot more
You get nothin' for nothin'
Tell me who can you trust
We got
It's criminal
There ought to be a law
Criminal
There ought to be a whole lot more
You get nothing for nothing
Tell me who can you trust
It's criminal
There ought to be a law
Criminal
There ought to be a whole lot more
You get nothin' for nothin'
Tell me who can you trust
We got
you ever think of stopping me, Bblow it out ya ass!
I'm a hustler by nature but criminal by law
Any charges set against me, chunk it up and stand tall
It's criminal, there ought to be a law
Criminal, and you know what we're shootin' for
Shouting at the other guy
When his back is turned
Don't know
hard
We nuh criminals, Criminals face di law
Chorus
Whole heep a tings a gwaan inna di world
And whole heep a tings a wait fi unfurl
Whole heep
plays her vinyl records
Singing songs on the eve of destruction
She's a sucker for
All the criminals breaking the laws
She will come in first
For the end
The only justice here's at the wrong end of a gun
Got the criminal makin' the laws got the good men on the run
I've seen enough
We don't own anything
mujhe dekh zara karwat le
Na deta fuck, leave you hanging like your ball's blue
Focus on your grind, a criminal study law school
Soak the tears off your
tryna feel the wrath
But I ain't worried about gas
I got my fuel
I ain't gotta worry about class
I got my school
And I come in like smooth criminal
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