Luyện nghe bài hát Criminal

Monday predict the storm
Tuesday they the bang
Wednesday they cover the
And I can see it's all about
And they got the nerve to hunt my ass
And treat me like a

Look, it is what it is because of it was
I did what I did it does what it does
I don't put nothin' above what I am, what I
My family, my blood, my city and my

Hater for the greater good, I'm back from
And I changed a lick, though I know I probably should
But, I'm doin' is not a good look
I never did it by the good book as a crook

All the petty crime took a on me
I look around at my homies gettin' old on me
But still somethin' gotta hold on me, maybe it's
If it's comin', yo I'm willing to

I'm not runnin', I ran through the muck
I done and such
I done an odd job and gambled enough
Till I'm put up in and pissin' in a cup
If there's a God I know if he listenin' or what?

Monday predict the storm
Tuesday they the bang
Wednesday cover the crash
And I can see it's all about
And they got the nerve to hunt my ass
And me like a criminal

Yeah, it is it is and that's how it go
Get like a criminal if crime is all you know
Get get greeted like a nigga if the nigga is all you
A enemy to send a eye in the scope

My like a island where you can't find a boat
you wishin' for a raft and prayin that hope flows
Some will
Who for a chair and some real strong rope

to end it all here, screamin', "Fuck the mayor"
He see the faces at the of the welfare
They act like I'm to fear trapped in urban warfare
Pullin' triggers at a college

Can't the call of the wild that's drawin' 'em near
Try to make fast money long, some years
Try to laugh it off couldn't lose the tears
To the rules, I will not adhere, the law, yeah

Monday they predict the
they predict the bang
Wednesday they cover the
And I can see all about cash
And they got the nerve to hunt my ass
And treat me like a

Who challenge mine? I'm sick of St. Valentine
I did the violent crimes that's why I got this style of
Seek repentance to spittin them to senseless
Experience is the difference, you can't this

In a crime sense, is infants
I'm like a senior citizen, still livin' but benefits
Put emphasis on my nemesis in high percentages
ass cops is the reason for my belligerence

And it deeper than that
Remember nights I to sleep wit a gat
a package of crack under my sneaker strap
D's sneak attack and raid me, it a week for that

the rat, but you're sayin', "Look, he think he the mack"
Fuck ya'll, who thinkin' they might try us
us inside riots, blue cars and light fires
We been knocked, scrutinized

Plus, rush to brutalize us
polluted by lust, who could I trust?
If I can't you, then I might touch you
If I ain't got love for you fuck you

they predict the storm
Tuesday they predict the
Wednesday they the crash
And I can see it's all about
And they got the nerve to down my ass
And treat me a criminal

Monday predict the storm
they predict the bang
Wednesday cover the crash
And I can see all about cash
And they got the nerve to down my ass
And treat me like a