Lirik Lagu Criminal - The Roots
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(feat. Saigon, Truck North)
[Chorus]Monday they predict the stormTuesday they predict the badWednesday they cover the grassAnd I can see it's all about cashAnd they got the nerve to hunt down my assAnd treat me like a criminal
[Black Thought]Look, it is what it isBecause of what it wasI did what I didCause it does what it doesI don't put nothin' aboveWhat I am, what I loveMy family, my bloodMy city and my hoodHater for the greater goodI'm back from HollywoodAnd I ain't changed a lickThough, I know I probably shouldBut, what I'm doin' is not a good lookI never did it by the good book, as a lifetime crookAll the petty crime took a toll on meI look around at my homies that's gettin' old on meBut still somethin' gotta hold on meMaybe it's faithIf it's comin', yo I'm willing to waitI'm not runnin', I done ran through the mudI done scrambled and suchI done robbed an odd job and gambled enoughTill I'm put up in handcuffsAnd pissin' in a cupIf there's a GodI don't know if he listenin' or what
[Chorus]
[Truck North]Yeah, it is what it isAnd that's how it goGet treated like a criminalIf crime is all you knowGet greeted like a niggaIf a nigga saw your showA public enemy, to send a eye in the scopeMy city like a island where you can't find a boatHave you wishin' for a raftAnd prayin that hope flowsSome real (?) going down on soul (?)Who lookin' for a chair and some real strong ropeJust to end it all hereScreamin' "fuck the mayor"He see the faces at the bottom of the welfareThey act like I'm somethin' to fearTrapped in urban warfareAnd pullin' triggers at a college careerCan't ignore the call of the wildThat's drawin' 'em nearTry to make fast money last long some yearsTry to laugh it offStill couldn't lose the tearsTo the rules, I will not adhereBreak the law, yeah... [echoes]
[Chorus]
[Saigon]Who wanna challenge mine?I'm sick of St. ValentineI did the violent crimesThat's why I got this style of rhymeSeek repentance to spittin' them sentencesTo senseless experience is the differenceYou can't convince thisIn a crime sense, niggas is infantsI'm like a senior citizenStill livin' but gettin' benefitsPut emphasis on hittin' my nemesis in high percentagesCrooked ass cops is the reason for my belligerenceAnd it gets deeper than thatRemember nights I used to sleep wit a gatWith a package of crack under my sneaker strapD's sneak attack and raid meIt took a week for thatBeat the rat, but you're sayin' "look, he think he the mack"Fuck y'all!Niggas who thinkin' they might try usWatch us inside riotsBlue cars and light firesWe already been knocked, scrutinizedPlus, cops rush to brutalize usAmerica's polluted by lustWho could I trust?If I can't trust you, then I might touch youIf I ain't got love for youThen fuck you!
[Chorus]Monday they predict the stormTuesday they predict the badWednesday they cover the grassAnd I can see it's all about cashAnd they got the nerve to hunt down my assAnd treat me like a criminal
[Black Thought]Look, it is what it isBecause of what it wasI did what I didCause it does what it doesI don't put nothin' aboveWhat I am, what I loveMy family, my bloodMy city and my hoodHater for the greater goodI'm back from HollywoodAnd I ain't changed a lickThough, I know I probably shouldBut, what I'm doin' is not a good lookI never did it by the good book, as a lifetime crookAll the petty crime took a toll on meI look around at my homies that's gettin' old on meBut still somethin' gotta hold on meMaybe it's faithIf it's comin', yo I'm willing to waitI'm not runnin', I done ran through the mudI done scrambled and suchI done robbed an odd job and gambled enoughTill I'm put up in handcuffsAnd pissin' in a cupIf there's a GodI don't know if he listenin' or what
[Chorus]
[Truck North]Yeah, it is what it isAnd that's how it goGet treated like a criminalIf crime is all you knowGet greeted like a niggaIf a nigga saw your showA public enemy, to send a eye in the scopeMy city like a island where you can't find a boatHave you wishin' for a raftAnd prayin that hope flowsSome real (?) going down on soul (?)Who lookin' for a chair and some real strong ropeJust to end it all hereScreamin' "fuck the mayor"He see the faces at the bottom of the welfareThey act like I'm somethin' to fearTrapped in urban warfareAnd pullin' triggers at a college careerCan't ignore the call of the wildThat's drawin' 'em nearTry to make fast money last long some yearsTry to laugh it offStill couldn't lose the tearsTo the rules, I will not adhereBreak the law, yeah... [echoes]
[Chorus]
[Saigon]Who wanna challenge mine?I'm sick of St. ValentineI did the violent crimesThat's why I got this style of rhymeSeek repentance to spittin' them sentencesTo senseless experience is the differenceYou can't convince thisIn a crime sense, niggas is infantsI'm like a senior citizenStill livin' but gettin' benefitsPut emphasis on hittin' my nemesis in high percentagesCrooked ass cops is the reason for my belligerenceAnd it gets deeper than thatRemember nights I used to sleep wit a gatWith a package of crack under my sneaker strapD's sneak attack and raid meIt took a week for thatBeat the rat, but you're sayin' "look, he think he the mack"Fuck y'all!Niggas who thinkin' they might try usWatch us inside riotsBlue cars and light firesWe already been knocked, scrutinizedPlus, cops rush to brutalize usAmerica's polluted by lustWho could I trust?If I can't trust you, then I might touch youIf I ain't got love for youThen fuck you!
