Lyrics Shame On You - Mr. Criminal

Yeah
Im Back Homie
Wait A Second, I Ain't Even Went No Where Homie
I Can't Stay Away From These Fuckers
A New Year, A New Album, I Dont Give A fuck Ese, I Dont stop
Can I Talk To you Real Quick, Look, Haha
Motha fuckers Arn't Ready For The First Round Knock Out
Notorious Infamous Soldiers Ready To Pull The Glock out
Watch Out, This Criminal Coming Back No Doubt
Still Making Hi Power Moves Whatchu Know About
Flippin' This Flippin' That Making Money Dropping Tracks
Flowing Lowriders In The Back, Got The Silver Plaque
Haha, I Sippin Silver Sack, From The West Side, Where The Homies From The Silver At
From The Spot Where The Crops Grow
And World Wide Motha fuckas Getting Served Like McDonalds
An To Be Honest I Ain't Feeling One Percent Of The Game
Someone Taking Ninety-Nine Of It And You Can Keep The Change
So All You Sorry Lames Need To Take A Back Seat
While I Sign On Dotted And Gets Paid Like An Athlete
All You Foo's Are Lukewarm, Mr. Criminals Past Heat
Still Running Circles Round You Levas Like A Track Meet
Foos Seeing Me Blow Up So They Wanna Blame Us
You Could Never Tame Us, Change Us, So Step Your Game Up
Just Got Home From Touring Like A Month And A Half
So Im Just Counting Cash, Smoking Blunts As I Laugh
But Im Addicted, I Ain't Taking No Breaks
In The Crime Lab Dropping Tracks, Just Got Back To State
And Uh Im Feeling Good, The Paper Is Feeling Thick
These Lames Dont Want No Drama, Theirs Unity In My Clique
So If You Want To Come Test, Than Test It
But Know I Got Alot To Loose, So I Dont Suggest It
You See The Games Falling Off A Little Bit
Every Vato With A Tat These Days Thinks He Got A Hit
And Every Vato With A Bald Head Got A CD Out
If You Vatos Got Some Drama Than Come And See Me Now
Shit Ill Take It To The Old Days, Pull The Beanie Out
With The Hoodie Trust Me Ese You Dont Wanna see Me Prowl
Ill Leave You Wet Up, Take Your Money As I get Up
While I Leave Throw My Set Up As I Settle This Vendetta
Been Known To Pack Berretas And Watched By Every Cop
Still Smoking And Growing Canabus Keeping My Head Up High
One Of The Most Talked About In The Rap Game
Check The Numbers Homie They Compare To This Rap Lames
Foos Dont Even Have The Capacity To Pack Flame
They Need To Give It Up, You Bring Chicano Rap Shame
Shame On You Motha Fuckas
Still Dropping That Wack Ass shit
I Told These Foos Since Criminal Mentality, Organized Crime
Sounds OF Crime, Stay On The Streets
Ryder Music, Rise To Power, Only The Strong Survive
See You Couldn't Touch My Name, I Guess You'll Never Learn
Foos Ain't Competing With Foos Like This Ha
Yeah Yeah
Not To Mention What The Streets Created
Hood Affiliated
Soldiers Of The 213
South Sides Most Wanted
Shit Give It Up Homie