Eminem – Criminal / Straight Outta Compton (Mixed) (2024) | Track profile | Dork

Eminem – Criminal / Straight Outta Compton (Mixed) (2024) | Track profile | Dork

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Criminal / Straight Outta Compton (Mixed)

[Intro: Eminem, Scram Jones & Dove]

I'm a criminal, criminal

Cr-criminal, cri-cri-cri-criminal

You're goddamn right (Scram Jones)

I'm a criminal, criminal

Criminal, criminal (Hold up, wait a minute)

[Verse 1: Eminem]

"Please, Lord, this boy needs Jesus

Heal this child, help us destroy these demons

Oh, and please send me a brand new car

And a prostitute while my wife's sick in the hospital"

Preacher, preacher, fifth grade teacher

You can't reach me, my mom can't neither (Nope)

You can't teach me a goddamn thing 'cause

I watch TV and Comcast cable

And you ain't able to stop these thoughts

You can't stop me from toppin' thesе charts

And you can't stop me from droppin' each March

With a brand new CD for thеse fuckin' retards

And to think, it's just little ol' me

Mr. Don't-Give-a-Fuck still won't leave

[Chorus: Eminem]

(Criminal) 'Cause every time I write a rhyme, these people think it's a crime

To tell 'em what's on my mind, I guess I'm a

(Criminal) I don't gotta say a word, I just flip 'em the bird

And keep goin', I don't take shit from no one, I'm a

(Criminal) 'Cause every time I write a rhyme, these people think it's a crime

To tell 'em what's on my mind, I guess I'm a

(Criminal) I don't gotta say a word, I just flip 'em the bird

And keep goin', I don't take shit from no one

[Verse 2: Eminem]

The mother did drugs, hard liquor, cigarettes, and speed

The baby came out, disfigured ligaments, indeed

It was a seed who would grow up just as crazy as she

Don't dare make fun of that baby 'cause that baby was me

I'm a criminal, an animal caged who turned crazed

But how the fuck you supposed to grow up when you weren't raised?

So as I got older and I got a lot taller

My dick shrunk smaller, but my balls got larger

I drank more liquor to fuck you up quicker

Than you'd wanna fuck me up for sayin' the word

My morals went— when the president got oral

Sex in his Oval Office on top of his desk off of his own employee

Now don't ignore me, you won't avoid me

You can't miss me, I'm white, blond hair, and my nose is pointy

I'm the bad guy who makes fun of people that die

In plane crashes and laughs as long as it ain't happenin' to him

Slim Shady, I'm as crazy as Eminem and Kim combined (The maniac's in)

In place of the Doctor 'cause Dre couldn't make it today

He's a little under the weather, so I'm takin' his place

Oh, that's Dre with an AK to his face

Don't make me kill him too and spray his brains all over the place

I told you, Dre, you should've kept that thang put away

I guess that'll teach you not to let me play with it, eh? (Haha)

Criminal

[Outro: Mel-Man & Eminem]

Alright, look (Uh-huh)

Just go up in that motherfucker

Get the motherfuckin' money and get the fuck up outta there (Alright)

I'll be right here waitin' on you (Alright)

Yo, Em (What?)

Don't kill nobody this time (Alright)

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