Criminal
A lot of people ask me stupid fuckin'
questions
A lot of people think that what I say on record
Or what I talk
about on a record
That I actually do in real life, or that I believe in
it
Or if I say that I wanna kill somebody, that
I'm actually gonna do it,
or that I believe in it
Well shit, if you believe that, then I'll kill
you
You know why?
Cuz I'm a criminal
Criminal
(You goddamn
right)
I'm a criminal
Yeah, I'm a criminal
[Eminem]
My words are like a dagger with a
jagged edge
And I'll stab you in the head, whether you're a fag or les
A
homosex, hermaph, or a transeves
Pants address, hey fags, the answer's
yes
Homophobic?
Nah, you're just heterophobic
Starin' in my jeans,
watchin' my genetiles bulgin'
That's my mothafuckin' balls, you better let go
of 'em
They belong in my scrotum, you'll never get ahold of 'em
Hey, it's
me, Versace
Whoops, somebody shot me
And I was just checkin' the
mail
Get it, checkin' the male?
How many records you expectin' to
sell?
After your second LP sends you directly to jail
Come on, relax
cat
I like gay men, right Ken?
Give me an Amen
"Amen!"
Please Lord,
it's born ease Jesus
Hear us child, help us destroy these demons
Uh,
please send me a brand new car
And a prostitute, while my wife's sick in the
hospital
Preacher, preacher, 5th grade teacher
You can't reach me, my mom
can't neither
You can't teach me a goddamn thing
Cuz I watch TV and
Tomcat's cable
And you ain't able to stop these thoughts
You can't stop me
from toppin' these charts
And you can't stop me from droppin' each
March
With a brand new CD for these fuckin' retards
And to think, it's
just lil' ol' me
Mr. 'don't give a fuck' still won't leave
I'm
a...
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I'm a criminal
Cuz everytime I write a
rhyme
These people think it's a crime to tell 'em what's on my mind
I
guess I'm a criminal
I don't gotta say a word
I just flip 'em the bird and
keep goin'
I don't take shit from no one
I'm a criminal
Cuz everytime I write a
rhyme
These people think it's a crime to tell 'em what's on my mind
I
guess I'm a criminal
I don't gotta say a word
I just flip 'em the bird and
keep goin'
I don't take shit from no one
The mother did drugs, hard liquor, cigarettes and
speed
The baby came out disfigured, ligaments in need
It was a seed who
would grow up just as crazy as she
Don't dare make fun of that baby cuz that
baby was me
I'm a criminal
An animal caged to turn crazed
But how the
fuck you supposed to grow up when you weren't raised?
So as I got older and I
got a lot taller
My dick shrunk smaller but my balls got larger
I drink
more liquor to fuck you up quicker
Then you'd wanna fuck me after sayin' a
word
My morals went *pft* when the president got oral
Sex in his Oval
Office on top of his desk
From his own employee, now don't ignore me
You
won't avoid me, you can't miss me
I'm white, blonde hair, and my nose is
pointy
I'm the bad guy who makes fun of people that die
In plane crashes,
and laughs, as long as it ain't happen to him
Slim Shady, I'm as crazy as
Eminem and Kim combined
(The maniac sent) In place of the doctor
Cuz Dre
couldn't make it today
He's a little under the weather, so I'm takin' his
place
Oh, that's Dre, with an AK to his face
Don't make me kill him too
and spray his brains all over the place
I told you Dre, you should kept that
thing put away
I guess that'll teach you not to let me play with an A
I'm
a criminal!
[Dre] (Eminem)
Alright look (uh-huh)
Just
go up in that mothafucka
Get the mothafuckin' money and get the fuck up outta
there
(Alright)
I'll be right here waitin' on you
(Alright)
Yo
Em!
(What?!)
Don't kill nobody this time!
(Alright!)
(Goddamn, this
mothafucka gets on my fuckin' nerves)
[Eminem] (Bank teller)
(Hi) How you
doin'?
(How can I help you?)
Yeah, I need to make a
withdrawl
(Okay)
Put the fuckin' money in the bag bitch
And I won't
kill you
(Oh my God, don't kill me)
I'm not gonna kill you bitch
Quit
lookin' around
(Don't kill me, I've got 2 kids at home, don't kill me)
I
told you I'm not gonna fuckin' kill you
Hurry the fuck up!
*gun
shot*
THANK YOU!
[Eminem]
Windows tinted on my ride when I
drive in it
So when I rob a bank, run out and just dive in it
So I'll be
disguised in it
And if anybody identifies the guy in it
I'll hide for 5
minutes
Come back, shoot the eyewitness
Fire at the private eye hired to
pry in my business
Die bitches
Passed this scratched 'Vette
This
puppy's lucky I didn't blast his ass yet
If I ever gave a fuck, I'd shave my
nuts
Tuck my dick in between my legs and cluck
You mothafuckin' chickens
ain't brave enough
To say the stuff I say, so just tape it shut
Shit, half
the shit I say, I just make it up
To make you mad, so kiss my white naked
ass
And if it's not a rapper that I'll make it as
I'mma be a fuckin'
rapist in a Jason mask
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