Lyrics For the Streets - Mr. Criminal

For the Streets

Bump bump bump when you listen to the sounds
Mr. Criminal’s coming back around doing it for the brown
Gotta let ‘em know what’s crackin' in the 2-Double O-2
I got a plan to make it big, like I’m suppose to
Can’t nobody hold me down
It’s been waiting to happen
Off probation, out of trouble
Now I’m coming out rapping
Stop ‘em dead in their tracks
If they choose to run up
Could give a damn about opinions
I’m just trying to make a buck, fuck luck
I put forth a gang of effort
Step back or get hurt
When I bust they go berserk
Insert the whole crowd full of adrenaline
Cause you know I’m coming doper than ephedrines
Stay G’d up from the top bottle to the feet up
And while you’re holding out
I know you gotta blaze that weed up
And pass that bottle over here while you’re at foo
Criminal’s that youngster with the «fuck it» type of attitude