Intro - Mr. Criminal

I’m on fire

like the tip of a blunt

cashing checks like you do

on the first of the month

sittin back

twistin up a fat sack

of that bomb weed

young brown and dangerous

aggressive & hungry

hi power is a motherfucking army

salute to the general

the one that’s known as criminal

still on the billboards

coming with the sickest flows

still breaking pounds

on the motherfucking digital

they know the name

the heard about em

talk about em

I bring the music that

the cd stores sold out of

they know the movement so bad

they know the label

them young hispanics

they left the west coast disabled

it’s hi-power till the day i die

fuck a record contract

they said this shit was a way of life

and i ain’t talking about no papers

I’m talking about loyalty ese

with middle fingers to the haters

playa haters & investigators

stay the fuck up out of the way

running on that chevrolet

believe i let them balas spray

hands up in the air

like it was a robbery

still stacking

no matter the economy

We steady risen

still representin

toking a blunt

before i finish my sentence

these haters dissed in the past

but now they beg for forgiveness

some of us wished they would left

they see us begging and wishing

that i would spit a on that shit

maybe do a hook for em

no love for these busters

criminal straight ignores em

then i scape to the back

with a blunt of that dank

give a fuck what you think

steady risen in the blaze

in this west coat latin rap

steady risen let’s toast

and bow to the label

that’s known to represent most

haha now take a look at the shelves

how does it feel?

Then take a look at your sales

with your sorry ass music

and your sorry ass life

in your sorry ass clothes

fools crying on the mic

than they calling on my cell

tryin to cry on my shoulders

let it be known

you get no love from the soldiers

so save your call levas

and save your texts

and the fans will figure shit

so just save your breath

come step

than you’re playing with death

i smash motherfuckers ese

so watch your step

And any motherfucking rider

roll over to this cat

on the way to benihanas

with the rhug & tec

growing up since a youngsta

yeah i knew them vets

and they schooled me right

so I do my best

I gotta be honest

I almost lost my motivation

cause the game is full of snakes

and the shit was getting tasteless

but the weak fell off

and the wackness was replaced

with the new motivation

so I throw it in they face

some new shit

only the strong survive

I proved it

and death before dishonor

came and left haters clueless

since i was a youngsta

I had love for this music

and now i thank god

that i have a chance to do this

travel around the world

make money for my new shit

fans going crazy

every time I drop a new hit

rappers rap & talk about ballin'

but i do this

blue & white diamonds

on my motherfucking new shit

catch me drinking pisto with my kids

at the dodger game

in this latin rap game

toss me in the hall of fame

I got love for my homies

no tolerance for lames

with a bad attitude

back the fuck up

with your wack ass low budget half ass

sorry ass little cracker jack trash

I take this shit to the bank

with my stacks

and tell the world don’t trip

the assassin is back ese