Sick Thoughts - Mr. Criminal

Sick thoughts just travel through my membrane

Take a toke of maryjane just to keep tain

Don’t push me cuz im close to the edge

Got a nine millimeter and its screaming out death

Seen a lot of blood shed in the night time

Honestly, I aint in my right mind

Ive been subjected through the streets all neglected

And through the streets its how i got respected

Ive been connected to all sorts of crime

In the span of 25 years a short life time

A gang of robberies

A couple of kidnaps

See me flossing these the foos have been jacked

I been wanted for all types of shit

Arrested at an early age what type of life is this

I been shackled from my feet up and hand cuffed

Can’t use excuses cuz we always prove to have it rough

Ive been shot at, stabbed, and shot back

A couple of homies that could not be brought back

And thats that, thats life

A couple of older homies got 25 to life

All over gun fights all in the sunlight

They never made it out to see them summer nights

Cuz we all brown and down and proud of how we live

Still roll around the spots like I dont give a shit

Knowing foos wanna split me

But i keep a stap by my side so why not come and get me

I still refuse to lose

Walking around with a 12 guage 9 and a 22

I dont trip of the bullshit

Levas talk shit fuk em homie

I got a full clip

Id rather be caught with it then without it

Id rather live in a cell than in the ground trick

So I will not, cannot, and wont stop

No matter what happens in life I wont flop

Ive got kids to feed Ive got bills to play

Until they take care of that fuck what they say

As far as i know ive figured out survival

And in any second i could be dead and not know

So i stroll with my head in the clouds

And tell em haters aint no taking me out