Cappadonna, Rush, KMC, Killah Priest - Criminal Mind lyrics

[Cappadonna, Rush, KMC, Killah Priest - Criminal Mind lyrics]

I fought off dragons with large wings
Boxed daemons dressed as a
Gladiator inside God's ring
The hearts of kings were eaten by the beast
Their flesh hung from their teeth
My right arm under his feet
My left palm pulls the gun
From out of the sheet blasted his stomach
Body tumbled all over the streets
I heard trumpets
God hand brought me to my feet
MyG, we wrestle five devils
Over the five boroughs
Broke the walls, into the tri-boroughs
Going through the ocean floors
Going through the walls
Going through the malls
We just brawl and brawl and brawl and brawl
He went for my Adam's apple
Blood splashing all over the tabernacle
Pull out swords, I got saws
He grabbed his gun, then I grabbed gats too
Start clapping
He collapsed and look what the mack do

We tough in the physical
Tough in the spiritual
Watch it boy, you get dropped for the ritual
I pray to lord, to bless my soul
You come too close, our thoughts is cold
We're rough with the AK, so if you not
Make way, some of these get murdered
We rough with the fo-fo
So what we argue for?
Bust mine, somebody get murdered

Yo, it's New York in effect
It's time to get ill
Survival of the fittest
This is shit is for real
I've been sleeping all day
Now I'm finally woke and I selling no crack
And I slinging no dope
I'm a frontline nigga, stuck in the grind
Yo before I couldn't see
'cause I used to be blind
Now I'mma smoke weed nigga, rock my shine
Lick a shot for The Punisher, and pop my nine
A'udhu Billahi Min ash-Shaitan ir-Rajeem
Allahu Akbar, caught Don Alon's fiend
Jails can't hold me, it's no cure for this
I smacked ya'll devils, outta my myst
Take the gun from ya hostler, grab your stick
I got a hatred for evil, son, times is hard
Can't destroy my heritage
We the armor of God
Lightning bolts hit your face
Break your facade
Prophets and war mongers, leave you scarred
The hell fire gon' come
The fucking Goon Squad

"Lit rings" "Bangin' in yo hood"
"See, this the pusha"
"Goon's Squad visual, this that "Fire, fire"
"It's defenitaly still"

Yo, my full time criminal mind
In overtime mode
Cold blooded, you get your face piece flooded
No ifs, ands, buts about it
Who bout it bout it?
My body banger stay crowded, like rush hour
Turn a sweet thing sour, I pack a monster
Send shots for ya roster, who wanna trot?
Every man wanna go to heaven
But scared to die revenge I cried
Try'nna take the crown from my
Head piece, Selassie 'dad, rest in peace
Who want peace? Change ya culture to kosher
Fucking with me
Will have me on the wanted poster
Dead or alive, only the illest survive
Killa Haile, ride by the law of the land
Man to man, hold a steel, hand in hand
You over the hill, still too, old to spill
I roll for real, black down, dressed to kill
Until hell freezes
You better beef with Jesus
Like pussy teasers, I get you soakinng wet
Nigga fronted on my style
And I broke his neck run the respect
Like I'm standing here with a tech
What you expect? Me must stand, the next man
The best man will die with
His dick in his hand

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