Mr. Criminal - It's Over lyrics

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Mr. Criminal - It's Over lyrics

[Intro] Yeah Mr. Criminal Back On The Frontline Staying Knee Deep In This sh** Homie Built For This Mothaf**ing Type Of sh** Homie Could Go On All Mothaf**ing Day On These f**ing Levas This Time I Ain't Even Gonna Say Your Mothaf**ing Name Bet You Know Who The f** You Are f**ing Sad Homie Keep My Name Out Your Mouth You f**ing b**h [Verse 1] I'm Bout To Put The Nail In The Coffin Look Mr. Criminal Lost It I'm A Soldier Built For Battle Ain't No getting Exhausted There's A Line You Shouldn't Pa** Now These Have Crossed It A Price To Pay When You Disrespect So Look What It Costing All This Bragging & Bossing Like b**hes Started Commotions Wanted Me To Say They Name In Desperate Need Of Promotion I'm Doing Shows Around These 50 States All Across Cities While These Cyber Bangers Sit At Home Wishin' & Hopin Like Hmmm I Wonder If Criminal Said My Name In The Diss Track That Might Help Me To Finally Get Rid OF This Stack Of Extra CDs That Are Pressed Up They Don't Sell Your Clicka Is Full Of b**hes Than You Call Yourselves A Cartel This Mr. Criminal Serving You Big Lokote Will Murder You Mr. Capone-E Never Dissed You Back My Dawg Never Heard Of You All Them Lies & Spreading Rumors Saying I'm From Honduras Why Don't You Tell My f**ing Raza About You Being A Jura And How You Claim 2 Counties How Your Name Is David Downey Made A Mistake Bout To Toss You In The Lake And Leave You Drowning Cause You b**hes Ain't On My Level Trying To Start Some Internet Pedo Bout To Hit With These Fully Auto Send You To The Devil Your Career Is Almost Over So You Kick To These Beats I'm A Rider From These Calles So I Keep To These Streets We've Done Shows All Up In Texas Got Love Through Out Your Towns You've Never Come To California Guess Someone Will Buck You Down And That's The Truth b**h You f**ing Internet Lop Flooding Guess Books & Forums Tell Me When Does It Stop [Dialog] Talking All That sh** From 3,000 Miles Away Come See Me Face To Face Homie I Ain't Hard To Find [Verse 2] This Sad Boy Number 2 Now It's Only You I Got You In The Scope Tell Me What You Wanna Do? sh** I Got Flows That Dispose All Those Who Try To Oppose Wack Rats Get Attacked In Fact Put On They Back But Still These Fools Wanna Battle The Real Talking All This Murderess Talk But Tell Me Who Have You k**ed? What Balas Have You Spit? Whose Blood Have You Spilled? Your Brain On Drugs Left You f**ed Up Thinking sh** That Ain't Real You Fools Are Better Off Just Keeping The Myspace Cause You Don't Wanna See Me Reaching For My Waist Your Enemies Are Notorious For Banging on The Computers Criminal Keeps Attacking Ready To Put Some Balas Through You You Keeping Talking A Gang Of sh** But We Don't See Nothing Apparently These Motherf**ers Living Lies Plus They See The Truth Is I'm Only Kicking Facts With Sk** And All These f**ing Levas Are Straight Wack Foreal Caught At A Red light Now Watch Your d**h Unfold Criminal Show Some Real Meaning Of Revenge Served Cold Ese Before You Rap You Should Learn How To Talk Claiming That You Got Some Homies That'll Put Me In Chalk All Bark & No Bite All Talk & No Fight Dissing Every Other Artist When He Get On The Mic Done What You've Never Done Been Where You Never Been Spread That Kind Of Money In My Life That You'll Never Spend And That's Jealousy Suitable For Some b**hes And If The Shoe Fits Than Get Yourself a Purse & Skirt To Go With It [Outro] There It Is Right There Homie You Heard It from Mr. Criminal Stay Off My Nuts You Internet Banging Ass Chump As Far As That Other b**h As Fool Go He Knows Who He Is Shooting All these Balas At My Direction Missing And sh** Stay Off The Nuts b**h I Ain't Got No Lyrics For Your Ass When I See You I'm Split Your Motherf**ing Face Homie That's A Mothaf**ing Promise Homie Ain't No Running Ain't No Hiding Mr. Criminal's Riding Don't Think I Didn't Hear That Lyrical Assa**in sh** Talking About I Won't Touch You In These Streets You Know Me b**h You Know What I'm Capable Of You Know Who I Ride With Know What I've Done You Know Where I Been So What Your f**ing Mouth f*ggot Mr. Criminal Homie And I'm Out This b**h