Bushwick Bill - Subliminal criminal - Tekst piosenki, lyrics - teksciki.pl

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[Intro] Doctor Wolfgang I heard you was a mastermind of crimes baby And I'd like you to break it down for me And have a nigga know about the criminal aspects And it's subliminal criminal aspect of a brother's life and all that ... Man, nigga you need to get in, get out and get something (I need some of that muthafunkin dollarbill) Nigga what, ain't nobody given me no handouts (break it down for me) Yeah I'mma tell you how it goes [Verse 1: Bushwick Bill] It ain't your average crime, it fits one of mines I tried to warn 'em at first but I've got to prove it this time They call me Chuck Wick, the Fifth Ward hard crippler Niggas think I'm the devil, bitches hail me like Hitler But still, I'm real with these skills that I've mastered Peelin your caps backwards so I've never been captured So I'm physically and mentally relentless I live for the killing, and Chuckie's my accomplice And me, I'm a psycho coma Killer with the skills, releasin these tales of drama That fuck around and sell a million copies still Motherfucking coppers wanna watch me chill That lets me know I'm on they brain So they're never out my range, cause I'm shootin like Danny Ainge Dumpin two clips minimal, now I'm at your funeral Should've never fucked with the subliminal criminal [Hook] It's the subliminal criminals at the door The enemies didn't know they had a loaded 4-4 And he's cockin his Glock, each one is gon' drop (and your wicked) just can't be stopped [Verse 2: Sherm] Well it's Sherm, who dat comin up to the bath, as I rat-tat-tat-tat Grab yo gat and watch your fucking back This ain't no ho-gang, bitch, it's on the real So you best to be packin your steel, or you bitch be getting killed Jackings and robberies ain't nothin but hobbies So you best to check your vest and don't be rollin by me sloppy Cos I'mma jack you, fool I'mma get you 9 millimeter spray hit you bitch and let ya split ya So knuckle down or motherfucker knuckle up 'Bout to get fucked all that Chucks So don't push your motherfucking luck 357, 9 millimeter, or the Tec-9 shine If I see bitch-made pulling next to me I can be goin for mine Old-school motherfucker, but I'm only 18 Steppin hard for the scene, in '95 you gon' see what I mean Fillin up the hospital, stressin out my mental So say what's up to a subliminal criminal [Outro] Dr. Wolfgang Von Bushwicken The Barbarian Mother-funky StayHigh Dollar Billster Is gonna break down what makes up a subliminal criminal And why it's a white-collar crime [ "Subliminal" ]: below the threshold of conscious perception Inadequate to produce conscious awareness [ "Criminal" ]: of evolvin or havin the nature of a person Who has committed or being legally convicted guilty of a crime It is shameful and disgraceful that you don't know what time it is
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