Текст песни Crime Poetry (Outro) - Young M.A
Oh,
this
what
we
doin'?
Aight,
alright,
bet
I
gotta
get
a
little
cocky
on
this
one,
man
I
gotta
get
a
little
bocky
on
this
one,
ya
heard?
Uh
Holy
fuckin'
moly,
I'm
a
superstar
I
drive
super
cars
I
fuck
the
smartest
women,
I
fuck
stupid
broads
They
know
who
I
is,
they
know
who
I
are
Fill
this
cup
up
like
a
battery
and
now
I'm
supercharged
Fill
this
blunt
up,
take
off
like
a
rocket,
I
see
super
stars
Moon
and
Mars
Put
a
message
on
a
bullet,
now
they
know
who
my
shooters
are
(Grr)
Covered
up
in
these
tattoos
because
we
can't
remove
the
scars
Turn
myself
into
a
boss,
a
CEO,
I'm
who
in
charge,
uh
In
love
with
the
game,
Cupid
shot
me
through
the
heart,
huh
Had
to
break
up
with
fame
because
it
broke
my
mood
apart
Man,
I
chase
them
checks
so
much
I
nearly
tore
my
shoes
apart
I'm
not
a
rapper,
I'm
an
artist,
bitch,
do
not
confuse
the
art,
no
Just
let
that
sink
in
I'ma
let
that,
I'ma
let
that
sink
in
Uh,
uh,
uh
Who
do
I
trust?
Me,
that's
who,
I
do
what
I
must
I
do
what
I
love
You
do
what
you
lust,
I
don't
do
it
for
luck
I
do
it
for
bucks
I
do
it
for
blessings,
turn
my
L
into
lessons
This
is
a
message
I
don't
hear
you
haters,
must
be
losin'
reception
I
am
the
plug
(Woo)
My
only
connect
is
connect
with
the
money
Don't
fuck
with
my
money
(Woo)
The
chopper
will
dump,
now
you
jumpin'
like
bungee
Was
raised
in
the
city,
was
raised
in
the
country
They
pour
up
the
Henny,
they
pour
up
the
muddy
Cut
the
bitch
off,
had
to
get
in
some
cutty
The
prettiest
nigga
but
shit
could
get
ugly
I
got
a
blue
heart
but
I
throw
up
the
Bloody
The
money,
the
blue,
that's
word
to
Kentucky
Don't
care
about
shit
The
liquor,
it
numb
me
You
hate
me,
you
hate
me,
you
love
me,
you
love
me
They
leave
when
it
rain,
they
come
when
it
sunny
The
Grinch
in
my
pocket,
that's
why
they
so
grumpy
She
said
that
I'm
cute,
but
cute
is
for
puppies
Bitch,
I'm
a
dog
Just
feed
me
and
fuck
me,
uh
And
roll
up
a
blunt
while
you
rub
me
Put
dick
in
your
box,
you
put
food
in
my
tummy
(Food
in
my
tummy)
When
we
get
home,
Better
take
off
them
clothes
and
no
phones,
Put
your
hair
in
a
scrunchy
(Hair
in
a
scrunchy)
Freak
in
the
sheets
but
a
queen
in
the
Streets,
got
me
singin',
like,
"Isn't
she
lovely?"
I
hate
on
niggas
bitchin',
listen,
Trigger
finger
itchn',
just
call
me
a
junkie
Woo,
uh,
uh,
uh
This
shit
is
deeper
than
rap
This
is
above
me
I
am
the
monkey
that's
stuck
in
the
Middle
of
misunderstandin'
and
judgment
They
think
that
they
bringin'
me
down
(No)
But
I'm
up
to
somethin'
(I'm
up
to
somethin')
I'm
here
and
I'm
stickin'
around
(Huh)
This
is
not
up
for
discussion,
nigga,
huh?
Gimme
some
head
until
you
get
a
concussion,
yeah
To
me,
it's
just
normal,
to
some,
it's
disgustin',
yeah
Yeah,
throw
her
ass
on
the
bed
when
she's
fussin'
and
cussin',
uh
Like,
assume
the
position,
stop
makin'
assumptions
Without
the
support,
I
am
nothin'
Shout
out
my
producer,
I
can't
forget
the
production
I
broke
a
few
hearts,
had
to
do
some
construction
I
swear
it's
so
hard
to
ignore
that
seduction
Red
dot
on
the
Glock,
look
like
she
blushin'
I'ma
just
shit
on
them
niggas
that
thought
They
were
stoppin'
my
toilet
from
flushin'
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1 NNAN
2 Bipolar
3 The Lyfestyle
4 No Love
5 She Like I'm Like
6 BIG
7 Crime Poetry (Outro)
8 Sober Thoughts
9 Foreign
10 Bleed
11 Numb
12 Smoove Kriminal
13 Da Come Up
14 My Hitta
15 RNID
16 Kold World
17 PettyWap 2 - Bonus
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