Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Criminal Ideas, artist - Snak the Ripper. Album song Off the Rails, in the genre Иностранный рэп и хип-хоп
Date of issue: 15.08.2018
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: STEALTH BOMB
Song language: English
Criminal Ideas |
Criminal thoughts in a blue Porsche |
Smoke you like a Newport |
Back to backpack to pack |
Fuck what you thought |
I’m either going to the bank or heading to court |
The realest shit |
You should be gettin' it |
Words are too short |
I build with Bill |
Connect, collab with Snak the Ripper |
Am I gonna have to choke a bitch or smack a nigga? |
Attackin' Hitler and strangle him with his confederate flag |
You fuckin' fags need to learn adequate or your head’ll split |
Benevolence and a mastermind intelligence |
Leads to robberies or armored trucks filled with presidents |
I need that ASAP |
Might bump like ASAP |
Feinds dying they supplying lines cut with Ajax |
I never used to play Jacks or Freeze Tag |
We was on the block with weed bags |
Lookin' to get that cheese … |
I went straight but God help me if I need cash |
I’ll go shady 2.0 |
This the relapse |
Believe that |
There’s a lot of pain in my tears |
Dark thoughts turnin' into criminal ideas |
This' the Niagara Falls, but instead of water there’s blood |
That’s how your fucking brain’s gonna look, after I dump slugs |
Ain’t no sunshine, that went away with half o' your head |
With a smokin' eye socket like Gus from Breaking Bad |
40 of yees |
Slap the cure |
You’re the disease |
My machinary harm like a trump full of hornets and bees |
I’m the force of the unhinged |
This a franchise |
Disconnected |
Misguided |
Misdirected |
I used to think i knew all the answers to everything |
But never realized I never knew anything |
Shooters with stripes |
Movements … |
Evolve from goons on shrooms |
Students at life |
50% you’ll survive |
But you can increase your odds with a criminal mind |
It’s all guns and ammos |
40 below’s a tuck camo |
Cause we don’t give a motherfuck famo |
There’s a lot of pain in my tears |
Dark thoughts turnin' into criminal ideas |
I can’t control it anymore |
I got these thoughts in my dome |
The government is keepin' taps so we don’t talk on the phone |
They wanna track you down and catch you like a block from your home |
Throw you in the back of a van while you’re walking alone |
So we’re movin' in the shadow |
Some are off of the grid |
All the crime that they accused me of I probably did |
Yeah I’m down the block with binoculars watching ya crib |
Talking bullshit could get you pussies popped in the lid |
I’m just followin' the voices that appear in my dreams |
I think I’m seeing shit more clearly now as weird as it seems |
Run you over in the street like a … extreme |
Come back and hit the paramedics when they’re clearin' the scene |
I got boys charm just enough to make your mom wet |
Someone pull the alarm, I’m calling in a bomb threat |
The odds are stacked against us but we never make the wrong bet |
Droppin' acid in the jungle like a Vietnam vet |
There’s a lot of pain in my tears |
Dark thoughts turnin' into criminal ideas |