Mama I'm a Criminal

Mama I’m a Criminal
Mama I’m a Criminal
Mama I’m a Criminal
Criminal
Criminal

Mama I’m a Criminal
Mama I’m a Criminal
Mama I’m a Criminal
Criminal
Criminal

A place where death doesn’t reside, just thugs who collide
No start beef but spark trees, no cops rollin’ by
No policemen, no homicide, no chalk on the streets
No reason for nobody’s momma to cry
See I’m a good guy, I’m tryin’ to stick around
For my daughter, but if I should die
I know all of my albums support her
This whole year’s been crazy
Asked the Holy Spirit to save me
Only difference from me and Ossie Davis, gray hair maybe
‘Cause I feel like my eyes saw too much sufferin’
I’m just twenty-some-odd years
I done lost my mother and I cried tears of joy
I know she smiles on her boy
I dream of you more, my love goes to Afeni Shakur
‘Cause like Ann Jones, she raised a ghetto king in a war
And just for that alone she shouldn’t feel no pain no more
‘Cause one day we’ll all be together
Sippin’ heavenly champagne
Where angels soar with golden wings in Thugz Mansion

Mama I’m a Criminal
(I want you to close your eyes)
Mama I’m a Criminal
(And vision the most beautiful place in the world)
Mama I’m a Criminal
(If you in the hood on the ghetto street corner)
Criminal
(Come on this journey, the best journey)
Criminal
(A mansion, acres of land and swimming pools)

Dear Mama, don’t cry, your baby boy’s doin’ good
Tell the homies I’m in Heaven and they ain’t got hoods
Seen a show with Marvin Gaye last night, it had me shook
Drippin’ peppermint Schnapps, with Jackie Wilson and Sam Cooke
Then some lady named Billie Holiday sang
Sittin’ there kickin’ it with Malcom ‘til the day came
Little LaTasha sho’ grown
Tell the lady in the liquor store that she’s forgiven
So come home maybe in time you’ll understand
Only God can save us, when Miles Davis cuttin’ lose with the band
Just think of all the people that you knew in the past
That passed on, they in Heaven, found peace at last
Picture a place that they exist, together
There has to be a place better than this, in Heaven
So right before I sleep, dear God, what I’m askin’
Remember this face
Save me a place in Thugz Mansion

Mama I’m a Criminal
(I want you to close your eyes)
Mama I’m a Criminal
(And vision the most beautiful place in the world)
Mama I’m a Criminal
(If you in the hood on the ghetto street corner)
Criminal
(Come on this journey, the best journey)
Criminal

Dre, I’m down here, under the ground, dig me up!
Broken tibias, fibias, yeah, fix me up
Sixty sluts, all of them dyin’ from asphyxia
After they sip piss through a Christopher Reeves sippy cup
Dixie cups, toxins, boxes of Oxy pads
Enough Oxycontin to send a fuckin’ ox to rehab
Wack job in the black in a black stocking cap
Jackin’ off to a hockey mask at a boxing match
(He can’t say that!) Yes, he can
I just did, faggot, now guess again
Better text message your next-of-kin
tell’em shit’s about to get extra messy
Especially when I flex again
And throw a fuckin’ lesbian in wet cement
Faggoty, faggoty, faggoty! Raggedy Ann and Andy
No! Raggedy Andy and Andy
No, it can’t be, it can’t be-yes, it can be
The fuckin’ Anti-Christ is black, Dante
It’s Satan in black satin panties
This is Amityville, calamity, goddddamn it
Insanity, pills, fanny pack filled with Xannies
Through every nook and cranny, lookin’ for trannies
Milk and cookies spilled on my silk negligee, looky
Razor-ba-lades with me to make you ba-leed
Cases of Maybelline makeup lay on a table of weed
Slim Shady? Shit sounds like a fable to me
‘Til he jumps out of the fuckin’ toilet
When you’re takin’ a pee

Mama I’m a Criminal
(I want you to close your eyes)
Mama I’m a Criminal
(And vision the most beautiful place in the world)
Mama I’m a Criminal
(If you in the hood on the ghetto street corner)
Criminal
(Come on this journey, the best journey)
Criminal
(A mansion, acres of land and swimming pools)