Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Subliminal Criminal, artist - Bushwick Bill.
Date of issue: 10.07.1995
Song language: English
Subliminal Criminal |
Doctor Wolfgang I heard you was a mastermind of crimes baby |
and I’d like you to break it down for me and have a nigga know about the criminal aspects |
and it’s subliminal criminal aspect of a brother’s life and all that |
Man, nigga you need to get in, get out and get something |
(I need some of that motherfunkin’dollarbill) |
Nigga what, ain’t nobody given me no handouts (break it down for me) |
Yeah I’ma tell you how it goes |
It ain’t your average crime, ain’t fits one of mines |
I tried to warn 'em at first but I’ve got to prove it this time |
They call me ChuckWick, the 5th Ward, hard crippler |
Niggaz think I’m the devil, bitches hail me like Hitler |
But still, I’m real with these skills that I’ve mastered |
Peeling your caps backwards while I’ve never been captured |
So I’m physically and mentally relentless |
I live for the killing, and Chuckie’s my accomplice |
And me, I’m a psycho coma |
Killer with the skills, releasin’these tales of drama |
They fuck around and sell a million copies still |
Motherfucking coppers wanna watch me chill |
That lets me know I’m on they brain |
so they never out of my range, cause I’m shootin’like Danny Ainge |
Dumpin’two clips minimum, now I’m at your funeral |
Should’ve never fucked with the subliminal criminal |
It’s subliminal criminals at your door |
The enemies didn’t know they had a loaded 4−4 |
And it’s cocked in this Glock each one is gon’drop |
(and your wicked) just can’t be stopped |
Well it’s Sherm, who dat comin up to the bath, as I rat-tat-tat-tat |
Grab yo gat and watch your fucking back |
This ain’t no ho-gang, bitches on the real |
So you best to be packing your steel, or you bitch be getting killed |
Jackin’and robberies ain’t nothin but hobbies |
Seal your vest and check yourself and don’t be rolling by me sloppy |
Cos I’ma jack you, fool I’ma get you |
9 mill-a-meter spray hit you bitch and let ya split ya So knuckle down or motherfucker knuckle up |
'Bout to get fucked all that Chucks |
So don’t push your motherfucking luck |
357, 9 mill-a-meter or the tec-9 will shine |
If I see ya bitch pulling next to me I can be going for mine |
Old-school motherfucker, but I’m only eighteen |
Stepping hard for the scene in '95 you gon’see what I mean |
Been in and out of hospital, stressing out my mental |
So say what’s up to a subliminal criminal |
Dr. Wolfgang Von Buschwicken The Barbarian Mother-funky Stay High Dollar |
Billstir |
is gonna break down what makes up a subliminal criminal |
and why it’s a white-collar crime below the threshold |
of conscious perception inadequeate to produce conscious awareness |
criminal of involving or having the nature of a person |
who has committed or beeing legally convicted guilty of a crime |
It is shameful and disgraceful that you don’t know what time it is |