Bitch zerreist du rappst A?ber Anabol aber bist nicht breit.Ich steige aus dem Benz hab deine frau Gebangt du wirst von kriminellen Jungs ausgegrenzt. 2 Criminal
Part1 : 2Criminal will die Strasse regieren? (Nein Nein) 2Criminal will Farid kopieren! ey du bist doch kein Rapper (Nein) besser ein Gangsta jugoslavischer
'm vicious when it's slowly I'm the nigga bitch And best believe there's no mistakin' Cuz these other niggas fakin' Like they're makin' what I'm makin' nigga [Chorus x2
[2Pac] Live back at 'cha Westside baaaaby Aight f**k it, we gone flip some new s**t now You heard "All Eyez on Me," ni**az know what time it is (Makaveli
Gs Kicked the shit to make the white man bleed God bless the dead" [Chorus - 2pac:] God bless the dead God bless the dead God bless the dead [2pac:]
sheets Don't make enemies with me I try to tell these motherfuckers they ain't see Don't make enemies with me Rather fuck with these other other little
niggaz get a piece too I want G's so you label me a criminal And if I die, I wonder if heaven got a ghetto Chorus Verse Two: 2Pac Here on Earth, tell
until you've walked in my shoes, Theres no other destiny to choose, I had nothing left to lose, so I'm singin the po nigga blues [Hook] [Verse 2 (Tupac
suckers down, well, let me catch my breath Because you ain't heard nothin yet You know I'ma blow because I ain't no joke Proceed with caution when approachin a criminal
the west to the place you least expect From the gangsters we respect to the snakes police protect From the Criminal Minded like KRS-One From the criminal
we past dues, smash crews You ask what's the task slash we bringin the news Dialogue, strong, not your average cabbage Savage on the mic while other crews
like I talk it, plus I got a mean aim Seem strange, cause them thugs keep on creepin up out of the cut Like every other summer, just to fuck a nigga up
the righteous one Enlighten us the righteous one Are you waiting for the righteous one? With the faith of titans with your beauty enlighten us [Verse 2
I come through stompin' Other niggas thinkin' I'm from Compton No other niggas lookin' at the locket But fuck that I put it down for the A-Z Bookie Other
back to the vehicle Then that's when heads start swellin You ain't been told; somebody better fuckin tell 'em bout the motherfuckin misfits, out on that other
And the only way we can expiate that responsibility is to Use every breath we have, everything we can do To demonstrate our utter rejection of the criminal
