EMINEM


Criminal Lyrics

A lot of people ask me stupid fuckin' questionsA lot of people think that what I say on recordsOr what I talk about on a recordThat I actually do it in real life or that I believe in itOr if I say that I wanna kill somebody, thatI'm actually gonna do it or that I believe in itWell, shit if you believe that then I'll kill youYou know why? 'Cuz I'm a
CriminalCriminalYou goddamn rightI'm a criminalYeah, I'm a criminal
My words are like a dagger with a jagged edgeThat'll stab you in the head whether you're a fag or lezOr the homosex, hermaph or a trans-a-vestPants or dress, hate fags? The answer's, "Yes"Homophobic? Nah, you're just heterophobicStarin' at my jeans, watchin' my genitals bulgin'That's my motherfuckin' balls, you'd better let go of 'emThey belong in my scrotum, you'll never get a hold of 'em
Hey, it's me, VersaceWhops, somebody shot me!And I was just checkin' the mailGet it? Checkin' the 'male'?How many records you expectin' to sellAfter your second LP sends you directly to jail?C'mon, relax guy, I like gay menRight, Ken? Give me an AmenAmenPlease Lord, this boy needs JesusHeal this child, help us destroy these demons
Oh, and please send me a brand new carAnd a prostitute while my wife's sick in the hospitalPreacher preacher, fifth grade teacherYou can't reach me, my mom can't neitherYou can't teach me a goddamn thing'Cause I watch TV and Comcast cableAnd you ain't able to stop these thoughtsYou can't stop me from toppin' these chartsAnd you can't stop me from droppin' each MarchWith a brand new CD for these fuckin' retardsWho?And to think, it's just little ol' meMr. "Don't Give A Fuck" still won't leave
I'm a criminal'Cuz every time I write a rhymeThese people think it's a crimeTo tell 'em what's on my mindI guess I'm a criminalBut I don't gotta say a wordI just flip 'em the bird and keep goin'I don't take shit from no one
I'm a criminal'Cuz every time I write a rhymeThese people think it's a crimeTo tell 'em what's on my mindI guess I'm a criminalI don't gotta say a wordI just flip 'em the bird and keep goin'I don't take shit from no one
My mother did drugs, tar, liquor, cigarettes and speedThe baby came out, disfigured, ligaments indeedIt was a seed who would grow up just as crazy as sheDon't dare make fun of that baby 'cause that baby was meI'm a criminal, an animal caged who turned crazedBut how the fuck you supposed to grow up when you weren't raised?So as I got older and I got a lot tallerMy dick shrunk smaller, but my balls got larger
I drink malt liquor to fuck you up quickerThan you'd wanna fuck me up for sayin' the wordMy morals went when the president got oral sexIn his Oval Office on top of his desk off of his own employeeNow don't ignore me, you won't avoid meYou can't miss me, I'm whiteBlonde-haired and my nose is pointyI'm the bad guy who makes fun of people that dieIn plane crashes and laughsAs long as it ain't happened to him
Slim Shady, I'm as crazy as Eminem and Kim combinedThe maniac's inReplacin' the doctor 'cause Dre couldn't make it todayHe's a little under the weather, so I'm takin' his placeOh, that's Dre with an AK to his faceDon't make me kill him too and spray his brains all over the placeI told you Dre, you should've kept that thang put awayI guess that'll teach you not to let me play with it, eh?I'm a criminal
Aight lookUh huhJust go up in that motherfuckerGet the motherfuckin' moneyAnd get the fuck up outta thereAightI'll be right here waitin' on youAightYo, EmWhat?Don't kill nobody this timeAw right, goddamn, fuck
HiHow you doin'?How can I help you?Yeah, I need to make a withdrawalOkayPut the fuckin' money in the bag, bitchAnd I won't kill youWhat? Oh my God, don't kill meI'm not gonna kill you bitch, quit lookin' aroundJust don't kill me, I have two kids at homeI said, I'm not gonna fuckin' kill youDon't kill meHurry the fuck upThank you
Windows tinted on my ride when I drive in itSo when I rob a bank, run out and just dive in itSo I'll be disguised in itAnd if anybody identifies the guy in itI'll hide for five minutesCome back, shoot the eyewitnessFire at the private eye hired to pry in my businessDie, bitches, bastards, brats, petsThis puppy's lucky I didn't blast his ass yet
If I ever gave a fuck, I'd shave my nutsTuck my dick in between my legs and cluckYou motherfuckin' chickens ain't brave enoughTo say the stuff I say, so just tape it shutShit, half the shit I say, I just make it upTo make you mad, so kiss my white naked assAnd if it's not a rapper that I make it asI'ma be a fuckin' rapist in a Jason mask
I'm a criminal'Cuz every time I write a rhymeThese people think it's a crimeTo tell 'em what's on my mindI guess I'm a criminalBut I don't gotta say a wordI just flip 'em the bird and keep goin'I don't take shit from no one
I'm a criminal'Cuz every time I write a rhymeThese people think it's a crimeTo tell 'em what's on my mindI guess I'm a criminalI don't gotta say a wordI just flip 'em the bird and keep goin'I don't take shit from no one
I'm a criminal'Cuz every time I write a rhymeThese people think it's a crimeTo tell 'em what's on my mindI guess I'm a criminalI don't gotta say a wordI just flip 'em the bird and keep goin'I don't take shit from no one
I'm a criminal'Cuz every time I write a rhymeThese people think it's a crimeTo tell 'em what's on my mindI guess I'm a criminalI don't gotta say a wordI just flip 'em the bird and keep goin'I don't take shit from no one
I'm a criminal

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Songwriter(s): Marshall Mathers, Mark Bass, Jeff Bass
Copyright: Eight Mile Style Music (ADM.DEAL), Eight Mile Style Music, Sony/ATV Melody
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Meaning to "Criminal" song text (1 meaning)
Woffy 12/04/11,01:26
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ok this song is when he was at the top of his game, no doubt about it but what happened to Marshall now, hes raping about recovery? He used to have Power to his music! Please come back M
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