Criminal Song
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Criminal Song
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And I'm starting to think that I'm evil
And I'm starting to think that I'm evil
And I'm starting to think that I'm evil
Woke up like fuck today
Like step off me bitch you ain't got shit to say
Said fuck you fuck them we gonna start a riot
Check one two the crowd has gone silent
I'll rob you, yo mother, yo sister and your brother
Gotta pay rent one way or another
I hate this place I wanna punch yo face
So lets dance, so let's dance motherfucker
Let's dance motherfucker lets dance
Let's dance motherfucker lets dance
(I'll knock your teeth out you punk ass fucking bitch)
Turn the keys and start the car
Bullets flying like some shooting stars
Hands up better reach the sky
Better not move or you're gonna die bitch
Boy you're fuckin' with disaster
Pull out the blade then ill kill you right after
Damn you could've run faster
Pray to the priest but I killed the fuckin' pastor
Figure out what side you're on
If you kill shit then come along
Put your guns up its the criminal song
Who the fuck cares if its right or wrong
And I'm starting to think that I'm evil
And I'm starting to think that I'm evil
And I'm starting to think that I'm evil
And I'm starting to think think think
Boy you're fuckin' with disaster
Pull out the blade then ill kill you right after
Damn you could've run faster
Pray to the priest but I killed the fuckin' pastor
(Guilty!)
Then the hammer slams
My life went away for a year or ten
Came back home and my brothers got jobs
Shakin' hands with the fools we robbed
Like fuck, guess I'll start a new clique
Y'all weak motherfuckers make me sick
So I loaded my pistol and went out again
All of my friends were police men
So I ran ran ran till my legs gave out
Shot in the back then I hit the damn ground
The sky got dark and the rain got cold
The pigs all laughed as my fate unfold
One bent down to me and said
Boy you're done fuckin' with our heads
You said kill motherfuckers that cross your path
I shoulda killed you yeah I wish I had bitch
Boy you're fuckin' with disaster
Pull out the blade then ill kill you right after
Damn you could've run faster
Pray to the priest but I killed the fuckin' pastor
Figure out what side you're on
If you kill shit then come along
Put your guns up its the criminal song
Who the fuck cares if its right or wrong
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Teenage Disaster performs "Criminal Song", and this lyric page sits inside the Teenage Disaster catalog on LyroVerse.
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