Text písně Criminal

Chorus: 3Xs 

Born in the days of a Criminal 
Criminal, criminal, criminal 
Born in the days of a Criminal 
Born in the days of a Criminal 

Verse One 

Born in the the days of a criminal 
runnin from the cops and cash let em see me 
So I'm hoping out the Benz 
it's time to let the vallet step 
Gotta make my ends, so business on the undertip 
The coppers will get dropped, so tell them not to fuck with me 
if Oakland gets to hot, I'm headed for Marin City 
Though hunted like a fugitive, those punks will never capture me 
Tech nine on my side, oh stay in back of me 
I'm black from head to toe, I move and there's a silence 
the smoothest criminal, a lunatic for violence 
So I be taken no shorts, when the shit get scandalous 
rippin' of this vest see, so nigga we can handle this 
Run up and get smacked up, packed up and smacked down 
I'm a playa, there's more in the J town 
Bitches wanna jock, and run they hands all in my hair 
Hoe give up the cock, or you can get up outta here 
I'm living like a mac, the narcist will be minimal 
Niggas getten jacked with they cap peeled back 
In the days, of a criminal 

Chorus: 3xs 

[Born in the days of a criminal] 
Criminal, criminal criminal 
Born in the days of a criminal (repeat) 

Verse Two 

I'm kickin' kilos but I start of with a quarter ounce 
servin with weight cause, every little dollar counts 
Makin my grits and tryin to get my mail on 
so fuck a cop he get dropped if he steps wrong 
I'm the bad guy, everybody points at me 
but fuck em, all, as long as the triggaz happy 
Makin my cash flow, but how long will it last though 
pimpin ain't easy but I still leavin your ass broke 
Pass the vapors as the papers will be comin in 
I give the cuts and give a fuck about being a friend 
Bitch I'm a playa got no time to be bothered with 
havin no babies in no long term relationships 
Because a bitch will be a bitch no matter what you say 
that's why I fuck em, bust a nut, and I'm on my way 
Soon as I finish I'll be glad I even fucked a whore 
cause she'll be blowin up my beeper before I shut the door 
But fuck a bitch I keep my mind on my drink cause yo 
that's how I'm livin in the days, of a criminal 


It's the menace of Marin 
It's the menace of Marin 
It's the menace of Marin 

Verse Three 

It's the menace of Marin, I kill, I kill again 
ain't nothing funny about the game the game I'm rollin in 
You got a problem with it, Mr. handle yours 
I ain't no joke, I'll have you broke down to your draws 
I'm trigga happy and I give less than a fuck 
Love me or hate me I'ma show to rip shit up 
It's Mr. nothin, nice on the mic stand 
Mic in the left and the zest in my right hand 
I took a puff had enough now, hold up 
If that was endo, niggas gettin' rolled up 
You think not, get dropped we can handle this 
Cause 2Pac brain locked on the cannabis 
Days are dangerous, shoot em but you can't miss 
I never trip on your bitch cause she's scandalous 
Now come and get a good look at the crook, who 
lives his life in the streets of the jungle 
Some call me animal, tell me how you figure though 
Put em in the nimp, in the days of a criminal 

Chorus: til fade


Diskografie Tupac Shakur – Tupac Shakur

  1. Dedication
  2. Real Bad Boys
  3. Be The Realist
  4. Ooh Wee
  5. California Hustler
  6. Monday Morning
  7. Stop The Gun Fight
  8. West Coast
  9. Never Say Never
  10. Criminal