KMC - Criminal Mind lyrics

[k**ah Priest] I fought off dragons with large wings, boxed dragons Dressed as a gladiator, inside God's ring The hearts of kings were eaten by the beast Their flesh hung from their teeth, my right arm under his feet My left arm pulls the gun, from out of the sheet Blasted his stomach, body tumbled all over the streets I heard trumpets, God hand brought me to my feet My G., we resting five devils over the five boroughs Broke the walls, into the tri-boroughs Going through the ocean floors, going through the walls Going through the malls, we just brawl and brawl and brawl and brawl He went for my Adam's apple, blood splashing all over the tabernacle Pull out swords, I got saws, he grabbed his gun, then I grabbed gats too Start clapping, he collapsed and look what the mack do [KMC] We tough in the physical, tough in the spiritual Watch it boy, you get dropped for the ritual I pray to lord, to bless my soul You come too close, our thoughts is cold We're rough with the AK, so if you not Make way, some of these get murdered We rough with the fo-fo, so what we argue for? Bust mine, somebody get murdered [Cappadonna] Yo, it's New York in effect, it's time to get ill Survival of the fittest, this is sh** is for real I've been sleeping all day, now I'm finally woke And I selling no crack, and I slinging no dope I'm a frontline n***a, stuck in the grind Yo before I couldn't see, 'cause I used to be blind Now I'mma smoke weed n***a, rock my shine Lick a shot for The Punisher, and pop my nine A'udhu Billahi Min ash-Shaitan ir-Rajeem Allahu Akbar, caught Don Alon's fiend Jails can't hold me, it's no cure for this I smacked ya'll devils, outta my myst Take the gun from ya hostler, grab your stick I got a hatred for evil, son, times is hard Can't destroy my heritage, we the armor of God Lightning bolts hit your face, break your facade Prophets and war mongers, leave you scarred The hell fire gon' come, the f**ing Goon Squad [Scratch Samples] "Lit rings"... "Bangin' in yo hood" "See, this the pusha" "Goon's Squad visual, this that.. "Fire, fire.." "It's defenitaly still" [Rush] Yo, my full time criminal mind, in overtime mode Cold blooded, you get your face piece flooded No ifs, ands, buts about it, who bout it bout it? My body banger stay crowded, like rush hour Turn a sweet thing sour, I pack a monster Send shots for ya roster, who wanna trot? Every man wanna go to heaven, but scared to die Revenge I cried, try'nna take the crown from my Head piece, Sela**ie 'dad, rest in peace Who want peace? Change ya culture to kosher f**ing with me, will have me on the wanted poster Dead or alive, only the illest survive k**a Haile, ride by the law of the land Man to man, hold a steel, hand in hand You over the hill, still too, old to spill I roll for real, black down, dressed to k** Until hell freezes, you better beef with Jesus Like p**y teasers, I get you soakinng wet n***a fronted on my style, and I broke his neck Run the respect, like I'm standing here with a tech What you expect? Me must stand, the next man The best man will die with his dick in his hand