It’s criminal, the way they look at me So cynical, they want me to leave Yeah it’s criminal the way they think All aboard the ship, hoping that we sink It’s criminal, the way they look at me So cynical, they want me to leave Yeah it’s criminal the way they think All aboard the ship, hoping that we sink (Ooh, yeah)
Little bitch I’m a criminal, I’ve been in trouble since middle school All my teachers used to ridicule, calling home to mama just to start some drama “His behavior’s indefensible” How they gon’ send me to the principle if I do not have any principles? Spent a few years in detention, yeah, handsome and imbecile Gave fuck about it, made more money than my teachers ever did I call that economics, I been through thick and the thing from the bottom Addicted to meds [?] was sick and in bed [?] flegm Till I listened to Em and he taught me top pick up the pen Even though life was shitty back then I’m still missing the days of that minimum wage Now I’m tryna get back into dreaming again
Look at my, look at my swag, look at my bag Look at my, look at my cash Rappers these days so wack, everything you spit is crap, yeah You ain’t really spitting facts, tap, you ain’t as good as me I get a hit every time that I’m swinging a bat Speaking of that, I call him Atlus ’cause we put our team on the map
It’s criminal, the way they look at me So cynical, they want me to leave Yeah it’s criminal the way they think All aboard the ship, hoping that we sink
I been non-stop for really long, so till the day that I fall I’ma grind hard like a dog, yeah, go for broke and say fuck ’em all So pass the ball, I ride up and I brush the paint to clutch the game Was down for a couple days But mustered strength to get up and go fucking A Go no ceiling man, I’m really at the cusp of greatness Till the day that my mind’s diminished, I rise up Yeah, the sky’s the limit, I rhyme If it ain’t no [?] clinic Been on the pinnacle of rhyme and I’m kinda the guy To spit it better than anybody, they’re never gonna be five percent of my level I’m the Guinness World Record But you gotta admit it, I’m hot when I’m hip hopping it Call the cops [?]
It’s criminal, the way they look at me So cynical, they want me to leave Yeah it’s criminal the way they think All aboard the ship, hoping that we sink