Bushwick Bill - Subliminal Criminal lyrics

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Bushwick Bill - Subliminal Criminal lyrics

(feat. Sherm) [Intro] Doctor Wolfgang I heard you was a mastermind of crimes baby And I'd like you to break it down for me And have a n***a know about the criminal aspects And it's subliminal criminal aspect of a brother's life and all that ... Man, n***a you need to get in, get out and get something (I need some of that muthafunkin dollarbill) n***a what, ain't nobody given me no handouts (break it down for me) Yeah I'ma tell you how it goes [Verse 1: Bushwick Bill] It ain't your average crime, it fits one of mines I tried to warn 'em at first but I've got to prove it this time They call me Chuck Wick, the 5th ward, hard crippler n***as think I'm the devil, b**hes hail me like Hitler But still, I'm real with these sk**s that I've mastered Peelin your caps backwards so I've never been captured So I'm physically and mentally relentless I live for the k**ing, and Chuckie's my accomplice And me, I'm a psycho coma k**er with the sk**s, releasin these tales of drama That f** around and sell a million copies still Motherf**ing coppers wanna watch me chill That lets me know I'm on they brain So they're never out my range, cause I'm shootin like Danny Ainge Dumpin two clips minimal, now I'm at your funeral Should've never f**ed with the subliminal criminal [Chorus] It's the subliminal criminals at the door The enemies didn't know they had a loaded 4-4 And he's co*kin his Glock, each one is gon' drop (and your wicked) just can't be stopped [Verse 2: Sherm] Well it's Sherm, who dat comin up to the bath, as I rat-tat-tat-tat Grab yo gat and watch your f**ing back This ain't no ho-gang, b**h, it's on the real So you best to be packin your steel, or you b**h be getting k**ed Jackings and robberies ain't nothin but hobbies So you best to check your vest and don't be rollin by me sloppy Cos I'ma jack you, fool I'ma get you 9 millimeter spray hit you b**h and let ya split ya So knuckle down or motherf**er knuckle up 'Bout to get f**ed all that Chucks So don't push your motherf**ing luck 357, 9 millimeter, or the Tec-9 shine If I see b**h-made pulling next to me I can be goin for mine Old-school motherf**er, but I'm only 18 Steppin hard for the scene, in '95 you gon' see what I mean Fillin up the hospital, stressin out my mental So say what's up to a subliminal criminal [Outro] Dr. Wolfgang Von Buschwicken The Barbarian Mother-funky Stay High Dollar Billstir Is gonna break down what makes up a subliminal criminal And why it's a white-collar crime ["Subliminal":] below the threshold of conscious perception Inadequate to produce conscious awareness ["Criminal":] of evolvin or havin the nature of a person Who has committed or being legally convicted guilty of a crime It is shameful and disgraceful that you don't know what time it is