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When you're a criminal can't be too predictable, gotta set a role and play your part professional con artist this ***** like art Cause you gotta take a, step back to see the bigger photon an electromagnetic radiation emitted by the form of, you're thoughts But who's planting the seeds that brought forth this vivid imagery the guns the drugs the women that sell it to get paid to feed their little seeds the mothers who get slaughtered deserted With no love help or chance to be free But **** it we thugs, We - We don't gotta show love And the next time a ***** gets tough I promise you his mommas gonna be next up **** it we tough we don't gotta show love I mean it when I say you can get it any day **** around and get your whole family sprayed while throwing a whack *** birthday in that one park you like to go to You talked real loud but I got you all figured out you need everyone's eyes just to be seen You need to feel like you're in control so you use me As a way to compose all the bulshit you claimed you exposed whole time I was under you nose pulling the strings and setting the foes you like the gossip i was handing out pamphlets like we at church praising the prophet. That goes for, Every topic Criminals don't allow emotions to control their actions and if it ever looked like i did i promise you, it was acting. Raised around the bad **** House was filled with maggots no one washed a dam dish how the **** did we manage, I don't know Was it God or satan that kept creating This urge to keep it pushing was it God or Satan that kept me safe when the ops was tripping was it God or satan. Because the way I'm behaving ain't no way I'm going to heaven Momma says im heaven sent She's convinced im innocent And If cops came barging in she would say she did it That loyalty comes with a price Coz when the chips fall down there's always one to lose their life that loyalty isnt cheap coz when the shots go off That's chalked paved streets- That loyalty isn't me, So sorry moms but this is how it gotta be You take the fall. Criminals, that's the **** they're really on a popular index to follow the footprints of domestic violence or act like a terrorist always lying faking your images stuck denying you just wanna be a kid again so you go around projecting your failures and insecurities and when you see someone might make it you make sure they don't keeping them vacant making them slowly lose hope while claiming that ****** your bro That's criminal And I hate when ************* claim that they're woke acting like they actually know When they actually dont Or ************* that claim they got cash but whole time they staying with shorty hoping they can smash ************* walk on the wrong side of the road with their hands out acting like this **** is owed Never putting in no real work just bulshitting Keeping it low That's criminal Or when ******* claim theyre the best mom while shaking their *** in the club and wasting their rent money on drugs i grew up around addicts and mental health issues Had my *** beaten so many times I forgot how to use tissues Couldn't force a cry even if i wanted to So use to abuse my only hope was to die That's criminal So tell me why the **** I'm alive Was it God or Satan Tell me why **** do these eyes keep creating if all this is a lie pixelated waves of light a simulated way of life where the **** are the cheat codes to save me time I need to reload my 8ths and nines I need to regrow my state of mind I need to focus on whats only mine All these distractions don't help the grind 💯
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Mar 22
Mar 22, 2026 at 12:01 PM UTC
Criminals
When you're a criminal can't be too predictable, gotta set a role and play your part professional con artist this ***** like art Cause you gotta take a, step back to see the bigger photon an electromagnetic radiation emitted by the form of, you're thoughts But who's planting the seeds that brought forth this vivid imagery the guns the drugs the women that sell it to get paid to feed their little seeds the mothers who get slaughtered deserted With no love help or chance to be free But **** it we thugs, We - We don't gotta show love And the next time a ***** gets tough I promise you his mommas gonna be next up **** it we tough we don't gotta show love I mean it when I say you can get it any day **** around and get your whole family sprayed while throwing a whack *** birthday in that one park you like to go to You talked real loud but I got you all figured out you need everyone's eyes just to be seen You need to feel like you're in control so you use me As a way to compose all the bulshit you claimed you exposed whole time I was under you nose pulling the strings and setting the foes you like the gossip i was handing out pamphlets like we at church praising the prophet. That goes for, Every topic Criminals don't allow emotions to control their actions and if it ever looked like i did i promise you, it was acting. Raised around the bad **** House was filled with maggots no one washed a dam dish how the **** did we manage, I don't know Was it God or satan that kept creating This urge to keep it pushing was it God or Satan that kept me safe when the ops was tripping was it God or satan. Because the way I'm behaving ain't no way I'm going to heaven Momma says im heaven sent She's convinced im innocent And If cops came barging in she would say she did it That loyalty comes with a price Coz when the chips fall down there's always one to lose their life that loyalty isnt cheap coz when the shots go off That's chalked paved streets- That loyalty isn't me, So sorry moms but this is how it gotta be You take the fall. Criminals, that's the **** they're really on a popular index to follow the footprints of domestic violence or act like a terrorist always lying faking your images stuck denying you just wanna be a kid again so you go around projecting your failures and insecurities and when you see someone might make it you make sure they don't keeping them vacant making them slowly lose hope while claiming that ****** your bro That's criminal And I hate when ************* claim that they're woke acting like they actually know When they actually dont Or ************* that claim they got cash but whole time they staying with shorty hoping they can smash ************* walk on the wrong side of the road with their hands out acting like this **** is owed Never putting in no real work just bulshitting Keeping it low That's criminal Or when ******* claim theyre the best mom while shaking their *** in the club and wasting their rent money on drugs i grew up around addicts and mental health issues Had my *** beaten so many times I forgot how to use tissues Couldn't force a cry even if i wanted to So use to abuse my only hope was to die That's criminal So tell me why the **** I'm alive Was it God or Satan Tell me why **** do these eyes keep creating if all this is a lie pixelated waves of light a simulated way of life where the **** are the cheat codes to save me time I need to reload my 8ths and nines I need to regrow my state of mind I need to focus on whats only mine All these distractions don't help the grind 💯
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Mar 22
Mar 22, 2026 at 12:01 PM UTC
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