Luyện nghe bài hát Criminal

Monday they the storm
they predict the bang
Wednesday they the crash
And I can see all about cash
And they got the nerve to down my ass
And treat me a criminal

Look, it is what it is because of it was
I did what I did it does what it does
I put nothin' above what I am, what I love
My family, my blood, my and my hood

Hater for the good, I'm back from Hollywood
And I ain't changed a lick, though I know I should
But, what I'm doin' is not a look
I never did it by the good book as a lifetime

All the crime took a toll on me
I around at my homies that's gettin' old on me
But still somethin' hold on me, maybe it's faith
If it's comin', yo I'm to wait

I'm not runnin', I done ran the muck
I done scrambled and
I done robbed an odd job and enough
Till I'm put up in and pissin' in a cup
If a God I don't know if he listenin' or what?

Monday predict the storm
Tuesday they predict the
they cover the crash
And I can see it's all cash
And got the nerve to hunt down my ass
And treat me a criminal

Yeah, it is what it is and how it go
Get treated like a criminal if is all you know
Get get greeted like a if the nigga is all you show
A public to send a eye in the scope

My like a island where you can't find a boat
you wishin' for a raft and prayin that hope flows
Some [Incomprehensible]
Who lookin' for a chair and some real strong

to end it all here, screamin', "Fuck the mayor"
He see the at the bottom of the welfare
They act like I'm to fear trapped in urban warfare
triggers at a college career

Can't ignore the call of the wild that's 'em near
Try to make fast money last long, some
Try to laugh it off still couldn't lose the
To the rules, I not adhere, break the law, yeah

they predict the storm
Tuesday predict the bang
Wednesday they the crash
And I can see it's all cash
And got the nerve to hunt down my ass
And me like a criminal

Who wanna mine? I'm sick of St. Valentine
I did the violent crimes that's why I got style of rhyme
Seek repentance to spittin sentences to senseless
Experience is the difference, you convince this

In a crime sense, is infants
I'm a senior citizen, still livin' but gettin' benefits
Put emphasis on hittin' my nemesis in percentages
Crooked ass is the reason for my belligerence

And it gets deeper that
Remember nights I to sleep wit a gat
a package of crack under my sneaker strap
D's attack and raid me, it took a week for that

Beat the rat, but sayin', "Look, he think he the mack"
Fuck ya'll, who thinkin' they might try us
Watch us inside riots, cars and light fires
We already knocked, scrutinized

Plus, cops to brutalize us
America's polluted by lust, who could I
If I can't you, then I might touch you
If I ain't got love for you fuck you

Monday predict the storm
Tuesday they the bang
Wednesday cover the crash
And I can see all about cash
And they got the nerve to down my ass
And treat me like a

Monday they the storm
Tuesday predict the bang
they cover the crash
And I can see all about cash
And they got the nerve to down my ass
And treat me like a