「criminal life」[verse]Yo, what’s the line that makes me guilty, huh?Steppin’ on ants — call that cruelty charge?Breathin’ without permission — unlawful air?Man, they cuff you for existin’, like they just don’t care.Heard somewhere they arrest you for the shade of your skin,Thought that was foreign — nah, same system within.Shake hands in daylight, call each other “bro,”But behind your back, that G19 ready to blow.[Hook]Everybody livin’ that criminal life,Blank page turned to a book of lies.Equality’s gone, justice sold,We all guilty in this world so cold.[Verse]Yo — so these cats guilty?Then you flexin’ “innocent” like it’s a felony.Where’s the line that makes you clean, tell me?Never nudged a speedo, didn’t push a ride one km/h — really?“Don’t bother nobody” — what a hypocrite creed,Copycat apes clappin’ hands, same tired breed.They stroll the curb hand in hand, all smug and soft,Hope a car clips ’em, drags ’em off — finish ’em off.[Hook](repeat)Everybody livin’ that criminal life,Blank page turned to a book of lies.Equality’s gone, justice sold,We all guilty in this world so cold.
