Crooked I - Movies lyrics

[Verse 1: Game] Maybe it's time I change religions on you turning christians To a m**m, turn a buddhist to a christian Tell 'em catholic Ronnie been it Sipping red wine inside the pentagon Writing sinister lines till all the ink inside my pen is gone Jeremy Lin got the world watching ESPN My sick p**no obsession got me watching these lesbians I'm a sick f**ing psychotic master The mic is my sword the booth is your casket I'm sitting inside the cla**ic 6 4 with the ratchet Throwing up west side is my worst f**ing habit Only snap backs and egos eyes looking through peep holes Is why I don't trust no one except God and Tim Tebow Living my destiny poppin' pills high as f** f**ing b**hes in the club holding my spades bottle up I think it's time you salute me or shoot me Either way I'm the star of this motherf**ing movie [Verse 2: Slim The Mobster] They say I got a suicidal tendency murdering my enemies verse It ain't no questioning thunder under my shirt f** around and you'll be up under the dirt This automatic will turn your hum' into a hearse Worse case scenario pipe bound your burial They gonna have to bury your twice The scary cat on this night life The gulf stream vibing what the weed is top flight My PO already know I'm a motherf**ing flight risk Heavy chain light risk pay cash for everything that white b**h She got it, she got it, that's my words the oriental 62 minutes they got it looking like murder all I'm leaning hard in that flat back turbo charge Coupe on 20 fours pedal to the floor 100 shots of that n***a still got plenty more Slim The Mobster and my Israeli-made Uzi We turn your block to a motherf**ing movie [Hook: Young De] Lights, cameras, action n***as ready to shoot you But these ain't lights ain't cameras pointed at you Blocked off the scene cause your scenes don't move me Will turn your block into a motherf**ing movie [Verse 3: Xzibit] Back when we were kings we were the Lord of the Rings Requiem for a Dream, smokin' my soylent green Now I know why the caged bird sings, there's no more men of honor I'm iron man in my suit of amrour running from karma The good die young no country for old men There will be blood deeper than leviathan And my platoon full of bad lieutenants X-men, expendables, bad company, criminals Crush Grooves with a Kangol, Serpent And The Rainbow 48 hours to k** Bill, Cash and Tango Braveheart, Battleship, Devil's Advocate with the Pa**ion of Christ, It's A Wonderful Life Miami Vice what to get right It's midnight in the garden the good of evil are crash Ordinary people, lethal weapon without 4 sequels Survive the hunger games The gods must be crazy ricochet through the purple ring Because the devil wears prada The dead presidents can turn a goodfella to a godfather Animal house, stand to deliver the King's speech Leonardo DiCaprio on the beach Oceans Eleven, if all dogs go to heaven The silence of the lambs, son of Sam 7, I am legend f** this new jack city I'm on the midnight express With this American History X [Verse 4: Crooked I] Off the dome and I'm talking slick as petroleum Because I don't f** with pens unless I'm rolling on some eulogium n***as preaching hate from Napoleon n***a slowly throwing salt on my game Like fluorine or sodium on a door But holy I'm only in it for the cash part Thinking f** the world something like a p**nstar with a pa**port With officer walking and my side mirror in He don't like me cause I'm dark as a nigerian Rocking alot of juries smart as a librarian In the look in the american eyes said I'd bury him I said it before don't ignore it again too Hands on the 9 like a quarter to ten dude Life's a hooker the hall raised me This poor baby was born crazy Put in the middle of drug wars Thug lord and judges tryin' to call case me Lord save me it's Scorsese, the movie [Hook: x2]