CRIMINAL SONG lyrics

[Intro]
Yuh, yuh, yuh, uh-oh, yeah
And I’m startin' to think that I’m evil
And I’m startin' to think that I’m evil
And I’m startin' to think that I’m evil
And I’m startin' to think—, think—, think—

[Verse 1]
Woke up like f*ck today
Like step off me, b*tch, you ain’t got sh*t to say
Said f*ck you, f*ck them, we gonna start a riot
Check one, two, the crowd has gone silent
I’ll rob you, your mother, your sister and your brother
Gotta pay rent one way or another
I hate this place, I wanna punch yo' face
So let’s dance, so let’s dance, motherf*cker
Baby, quit your cryin', let’s dance motherf*cker, let’s dance
(Let’s dance motherf*cker, let’s dance)
(I’ll knock—, knock your teeth out you, punk ass f*ckin' b*tch)
Turn the keys and start the car
Bullets fly like some shootin' stars
Hands up, better reach the sky
Better not move or you’re gonna die, b*tch

[Chorus]
Boy, you’re f*ckin' with Disaster
Pull out the blade then I’ll kill you right after
Damn, you could’ve run faster
Pray to the priest but I killed the f*ckin' pastor
Figure out what side you’re on
And if you kill sh*t then come along
Put your guns up, it’s the criminal song
Who the f*ck cares if it’s right or wrong?
[Bridge]
(Jesus man, that’s my f*ckin'—)
And I’m startin' to think that I’m evil
And I’m startin' to think that I’m evil
And I’m startin' to think that I’m evil
And I’m startin' to think—, think—, think—

[Refrain]
Boy, you’re f*ckin' with Disaster
Pull out the blade then I’ll kill you right after
Damn, you could’ve run faster
Pray to the priest but I killed the f*ckin' pastor
(Guilty!)

[Verse 2]
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, f*ck, guess I’ll start a new clique
Y’all weak motherf*ckers make me sick
So I loaded my pistol and went out again
All of my friends were police men
So I ran, ran, ran 'til 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 f*ckin' with our heads."
You said kill motherf*ckers that cross your path
I shoulda killed you, yeah I wish I had, b*tch
[Chorus]
Boy, you’re f*ckin' with disaster
Pull out the blade then I’ll kill you right after
Damn, you could’ve run faster
Pray to the priest but I killed the f*ckin' pastor
Figure out what side you’re on
And if you kill sh*t then come along
Put your guns up, it’s the criminal song
Who the f*ck cares if it’s right or wrong?