Claimin' I'm A Criminal Lyrics
| Song | Claimin' I'm A Criminal |
| Artist | Brand Nubian |
| Album | Everything Is Everything |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作词 : Dechalus, Murphy | |
| Verse One: | |
| Lord Jamar 7 in the mornin, they kickin down my momma's door | |
| Now tell me what is this mother****** drama for? | |
| Can a ****** get rest after rest without the stress? | |
| Then they put the | |
| Glock to my chest | |
| Best think 'fore | |
| I twitch or | |
| I'm popped off to the clink with this ************ ass cop | |
| They gotta ****** locked like the dread on my head, jack | |
| And if I try to fight back, well then | |
| I'm dead, black | |
| I got the right to an attorney and to stay silent | |
| They got the right to try to burn me if | |
| I play violent | |
| I know the game so | |
| I just roll with the procedure | |
| Illegal search and seizure, somethin that they're doin at their leisure | |
| Down at the station, interrogation is takin place | |
| Overcrowded jails but for me they're makin space | |
| Tell the devil to his face he can suck my ************ | |
| It's the whole black race that they're ****** with | |
| Come to find my crime was lettin brothers know the time | |
| Only the devil is stoppin me from eatin swine | |
| And plus my prior record sealed my fate | |
| One For All and | |
| In God We | |
| Trust got me sent upstate | |
| But still | |
| I won't bite my tongue | |
| I just write tight ************t to incite the young, to fight the one who keeps them on a level that's minimum | |
| That's the number one reason | |
| Chorus: (sample of Luther Ingram's "I'm Tryin To Sing A Message To You") (*They claimin I'm a criminal*) | |
| This time and day | |
| Ooooh, gotta run for time (*They claimin I'm a criminal*) | |
| This time and day | |
| Ooooh, gotta run for time *repeat* | |
| Verse Two: | |
| Sadat X I was frustrated, | |
| I can't do no more push-ups | |
| ******s be swole up, locked down cos of a hold-up "The devil made me do it" is what | |
| I say Got some bad news on my one phone call the other day "I love the kids and I teach em to love their father I'll get you some kicks and try to send some flicks but it's over, baby, yes it's over" | |
| Ain't much you can do when you're holdin a phone | |
| A million inmates but ya still alone | |
| You're not cryin but inside ya dyin | |
| You might cry in the night when ya safe and outta sight | |
| Damn I miss my peeps and the rides in the jeeps and my, casual freedom, where's my crew when | |
| I need em? | |
| A visit ain't the same like being in the game but | |
| I'll take it, at least with that | |
| I'll make it | |
| The beast is a ************ and | |
| I see it I do the knowledge to em, so next time | |
| I can do em "Yo X, I got ta lock it now but write me real soon I know that you're a busy man, give me a minute" | |
| You can never know the penal til you been locked the ****** up in it | |
| Chorus: This time and day | |
| Ooooh, gotta run for time | |
| This time and day | |
| Ooooh, gotta run for time (*They claimin I'm a criminal*) | |
| This time and day | |
| Ooooh, gotta run for time (*They claimin I'm a criminal*) | |
| This time and day | |
| Ooooh, gotta run for time (*They claimin I'm a criminal*) (x12) (*They claimin I'm a criminal*) | |
| This time and day | |
| Ooooh, gotta run for time *repeat to fade* |
| zuo ci : Dechalus, Murphy | |
| Verse One: | |
| Lord Jamar 7 in the mornin, they kickin down my momma' s door | |
| Now tell me what is this mother drama for? | |
| Can a get rest after rest without the stress? | |
| Then they put the | |
| Glock to my chest | |
| Best think ' fore | |
| I twitch or | |
| I' m popped off to the clink with this ass cop | |
| They gotta locked like the dread on my head, jack | |
| And if I try to fight back, well then | |
| I' m dead, black | |
| I got the right to an attorney and to stay silent | |
| They got the right to try to burn me if | |
| I play violent | |
| I know the game so | |
| I just roll with the procedure | |
| Illegal search and seizure, somethin that they' re doin at their leisure | |
| Down at the station, interrogation is takin place | |
| Overcrowded jails but for me they' re makin space | |
| Tell the devil to his face he can suck my | |
| It' s the whole black race that they' re with | |
| Come to find my crime was lettin brothers know the time | |
| Only the devil is stoppin me from eatin swine | |
| And plus my prior record sealed my fate | |
| One For All and | |
| In God We | |
| Trust got me sent upstate | |
| But still | |
| I won' t bite my tongue | |
| I just write tight t to incite the young, to fight the one who keeps them on a level that' s minimum | |
| That' s the number one reason | |
| Chorus: sample of Luther Ingram' s " I' m Tryin To Sing A Message To You" They claimin I' m a criminal | |
| This time and day | |
| Ooooh, gotta run for time They claimin I' m a criminal | |
| This time and day | |
| Ooooh, gotta run for time repeat | |
| Verse Two: | |
| Sadat X I was frustrated, | |
| I can' t do no more pushups | |
| s be swole up, locked down cos of a holdup " The devil made me do it" is what | |
| I say Got some bad news on my one phone call the other day " I love the kids and I teach em to love their father I' ll get you some kicks and try to send some flicks but it' s over, baby, yes it' s over" | |
| Ain' t much you can do when you' re holdin a phone | |
| A million inmates but ya still alone | |
| You' re not cryin but inside ya dyin | |
| You might cry in the night when ya safe and outta sight | |
| Damn I miss my peeps and the rides in the jeeps and my, casual freedom, where' s my crew when | |
| I need em? | |
| A visit ain' t the same like being in the game but | |
| I' ll take it, at least with that | |
| I' ll make it | |
| The beast is a and | |
| I see it I do the knowledge to em, so next time | |
| I can do em " Yo X, I got ta lock it now but write me real soon I know that you' re a busy man, give me a minute" | |
| You can never know the penal til you been locked the up in it | |
| Chorus: This time and day | |
| Ooooh, gotta run for time | |
| This time and day | |
| Ooooh, gotta run for time They claimin I' m a criminal | |
| This time and day | |
| Ooooh, gotta run for time They claimin I' m a criminal | |
| This time and day | |
| Ooooh, gotta run for time They claimin I' m a criminal x12 They claimin I' m a criminal | |
| This time and day | |
| Ooooh, gotta run for time repeat to fade |
| zuò cí : Dechalus, Murphy | |
| Verse One: | |
| Lord Jamar 7 in the mornin, they kickin down my momma' s door | |
| Now tell me what is this mother drama for? | |
| Can a get rest after rest without the stress? | |
| Then they put the | |
| Glock to my chest | |
| Best think ' fore | |
| I twitch or | |
| I' m popped off to the clink with this ass cop | |
| They gotta locked like the dread on my head, jack | |
| And if I try to fight back, well then | |
| I' m dead, black | |
| I got the right to an attorney and to stay silent | |
| They got the right to try to burn me if | |
| I play violent | |
| I know the game so | |
| I just roll with the procedure | |
| Illegal search and seizure, somethin that they' re doin at their leisure | |
| Down at the station, interrogation is takin place | |
| Overcrowded jails but for me they' re makin space | |
| Tell the devil to his face he can suck my | |
| It' s the whole black race that they' re with | |
| Come to find my crime was lettin brothers know the time | |
| Only the devil is stoppin me from eatin swine | |
| And plus my prior record sealed my fate | |
| One For All and | |
| In God We | |
| Trust got me sent upstate | |
| But still | |
| I won' t bite my tongue | |
| I just write tight t to incite the young, to fight the one who keeps them on a level that' s minimum | |
| That' s the number one reason | |
| Chorus: sample of Luther Ingram' s " I' m Tryin To Sing A Message To You" They claimin I' m a criminal | |
| This time and day | |
| Ooooh, gotta run for time They claimin I' m a criminal | |
| This time and day | |
| Ooooh, gotta run for time repeat | |
| Verse Two: | |
| Sadat X I was frustrated, | |
| I can' t do no more pushups | |
| s be swole up, locked down cos of a holdup " The devil made me do it" is what | |
| I say Got some bad news on my one phone call the other day " I love the kids and I teach em to love their father I' ll get you some kicks and try to send some flicks but it' s over, baby, yes it' s over" | |
| Ain' t much you can do when you' re holdin a phone | |
| A million inmates but ya still alone | |
| You' re not cryin but inside ya dyin | |
| You might cry in the night when ya safe and outta sight | |
| Damn I miss my peeps and the rides in the jeeps and my, casual freedom, where' s my crew when | |
| I need em? | |
| A visit ain' t the same like being in the game but | |
| I' ll take it, at least with that | |
| I' ll make it | |
| The beast is a and | |
| I see it I do the knowledge to em, so next time | |
| I can do em " Yo X, I got ta lock it now but write me real soon I know that you' re a busy man, give me a minute" | |
| You can never know the penal til you been locked the up in it | |
| Chorus: This time and day | |
| Ooooh, gotta run for time | |
| This time and day | |
| Ooooh, gotta run for time They claimin I' m a criminal | |
| This time and day | |
| Ooooh, gotta run for time They claimin I' m a criminal | |
| This time and day | |
| Ooooh, gotta run for time They claimin I' m a criminal x12 They claimin I' m a criminal | |
| This time and day | |
| Ooooh, gotta run for time repeat to fade |
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