Snak The Ripper, Reef the Lost Cauze, ILL BILL - Criminal Ideas lyrics

[Snak The Ripper, Reef the Lost Cauze, ILL BILL - Criminal Ideas lyrics]

Criminal thoughts in a blue Porsche
Smoke you like a Newport
Back to backpack to pack
Fuck what you thought
I'm either going to the bank
Or heading to court the realest shit
You should be gettin' it word to Too Short
I build with Bill
Connect, collab with Snak the Ripper
Am I gonna have to choke a
Bitch or smack a nigga?
Attackin' Hitler and strangle him
With his confederate flag
You fuckin' fags need to learn
Adequate or your head'll split
Benevolence and a mastermind intelligence
Leads to robberies or armored
Trucks filled with presidents
I need that ASAP might bump like ASAP
Feinds dying they supplying lines
Cut with Ajax
I never used to play Jacks or Freeze Tag
We was on the block with weed bags
Lookin' to get that cheese
I went straight but God help
Me if I need cash i'll go shady 20
This the relapse believe that

There's a lot of pain in my tears
Dark thoughts turnin' into criminal ideas

Picture Niagara Falls
But instead of water there's blood
That's how your fucking brain's gonna look
After I dump slugs ain't no sunshine
That went away with half o' your head
With a smokin' eye socket like
Gus from Breaking Bad 40 of yees
I'm the cure you're the disease
My machinary hum like a trump
Full of hornets and bees
I'm the voice of the unhinged
Disenfranchised disconnected
Misguided misdirected
I used to think i knew
All the answers to everything
But now I realize I never knew anything
Shooters with stripes movements
Evolve from goons on shrooms
Students at life

50% you'll survive
But, you can increase your odds
With a criminal mind it's all guns and ammos
40 below's a tuck camo
Cause we don't give a motherfuck famo

There's a lot of pain in my tears
Dark thoughts turnin' into criminal ideas

I can't control it anymore
I got these thoughts in my dome
The government is keepin' taps so we
Don't talk on the phone
They wanna track you down and catch you
Like a block from your home
Throw you in the back of a
Van while you're walking alone
So we're movin' in the shadow
Some are off of the grid
All the crime that they accused
Me of I probably did
Yeah I'm down the block with
Binoculars watching ya crib
Talking bullshit could get you pussies
Popped in the lid
I'm just followin' the voices that
Appear in my dreams
I think I'm seeing shit more clearly
Now as weird as it seems
Run you over in the street like a extreme
Come back and hit the paramedics
When they're clearin' the scene
I got boys charm just enough
To make your mom wet someone pull the alarm
I'm calling in a bomb threat
The odds are stacked against us but
We never make the wrong bet
Droppin' acid in the jungle
Like a Vietnam vet

There's a lot of pain in my tears
Dark thoughts turnin' into criminal ideas

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