Smooth Criminal Lyrics

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This might come as a surprise to you

All facts, no cap

What's new to you is regular to us

So pay attention

Niggas got me in my zone, I'm back, chip on my shoulder

Fuck that, that bitch more like a boulder

Well, time to let it off, I just need a cup of Folgers

A pen and a pad and I'll be sure to cultivate

Fly lyrics for the culture's sake

Run them streams up, then we got toasts to make

To celebrate surviving, where the vultures, snakes

Crabs in a bucket, rats and the roaches stay

Cause I'm the same underdog they was supposed to break

Only difference is I fought when I chose to stay

I know niggas is surprised, like, "Damn, where's his demise?"

Dumb nigga, you thought wrong, we got goals to chase

Left Coast's the name, niggas better get used to

Niggas do too much, I'm not here to amuse you

I just wanna perform out in France and visit Two Two

Make a living off rap, then document it on YouTube

To show these lil niggas how to do it like me

Ain't too many niggas who maneuver like me

Yeah, he may be from the town, but he ain't moving like me

Who you know out here moving this smooth in white tees

So fresh, young, handsome, and blessed like I sneezed

When I step out, it's something to sightsee

My life is a movie, these days is like scenes

My block a crime scene, my bitch a dime piece

But I ain't hop up in here just to talk about pocket change

Came from dirt poor, but want money like the stock exchange

Keeping all this pain bottled up just to pop the 'pagne

Catch a misdemeanor now it feels like we can't stop the rain

Tryna make a run towards the change, but they stop the gain

Short of a first down, gotta put in the work now

Used to be Godlike, now I'm more earthbound

With niggas that are active in they sets like a workout

These junkie niggas perked out, talking about who I appeal to

Is it a crime to reveal the real you

Cause I know that you want me baby, and I want you to want me too

Said I know that you want me baby, and I want you to want me too

Let that ride out

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Fuck that, I'll go back in

Assassin when the slaps spin, baby really a bad ten

Tell her hop her ass in the coupe, I'm bumping Mac-10

A blog era kid, if not that, then it's Pac Div

My niggas either active with a flag or was rapping

Trapping, running a ball or scoring baskets

The story of a black kid, screaming fuck cops

But with western medicine, should've been screaming fuck docs

Should've pushed to be lawyers for our loved ones locked

Trying to get they get back, so the guns gon' pop

And the blood won't stop, and the rain gon' fall

And as wide as my love is, I can't reach all

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