SECRET NO.7 We feel just like Two criminals With unknown crimes It's not your fault It's always mine. THE SPANISH DAGGER Well stop cashing me in for
they know when they ledge First to compete then I?m over their heads He too lyrical and too subliminal every day from spiritual too criminal It?s a
new year Niggas think they bigger than the game I got news for you *Willy*, let's take it back to Philly So you can find your roots, fuck braggin on
what I've heard them say Bowing to your paper God, screwing anyone in your way The problem is that no one cares, it's become a diety The root of all evil
in America the devil grew To the current time now the politician be the devilish forever rich Bomb bashin' inheritance forever sick Inject the microchip into my dick See these criminals
out the bar then rush the floor (niggas) Touch ya whore, I puff the raw Push a 4, wrist gonna crush ya jaw Don't trust a broad who rocking the Timberlands Criminal
'll make your body shrink I use ink and memory, my record companies selling me My fans be telling me I'm the greatest You hate this, rigid, metaphysical, criminal
Until we get to Mixtape Messiah Part 20, lets go [Chorus - Chamillionaire - 2X] I'm like a legit criminal doin dirt in the underground Everybody smilin
dirt in a while YOu know my stomach getin' weak from livin' on the streets for real Tryin' to oversee it from suites, orderin' eats At the top where the criminal
the son of a criminal desrves to get the whip? We don't want to wash off the bloodon our nations hands But don't sentence someone for his roots Take
valued tomb Grave-keeper tending wreath-roots said "Explain, move into the light of the moon" "I thought you were rabbit prey, or a loose sex criminal
, the style, the dough, will pow For Def Jam, Kev Liles, now it's critical (Chorus) x2 [Lady Luck] Bounce, c'mon, Def Jam (yeah) (Ya ya yeah) Lady Luck, Roots, Roots
and try to leave this all behind I listen to the absence of noise Dead summer breeze, I'm inflated with suspicions Seems I've identified again the criminal
blendin them, bendin em again and again Sendin em back, lettin em know that minimum wages Subliminally befriending em for criminal ac-tivity Mics I chop like Florida State Seminoles wit criminal
it in this sick industry or not You'll always be our special star He said, if I became a pretty flower Would you sit and talk to me? Oh my roots, my roots
chorus) children we're heading to di promise land know your roots know where you coming from children we're heading to di promise land know your roots
Until we get to Mixtape Messiah Part 20, lets go [Chorus x2: Chamillionaire] I'm like a legit criminal doin dirt in the underground Everybody smilin
-Mil" (Interlude) AZ: Ha, ha, ha, new drink, Balley's and Henny you ain't got no Henny, get the Remy you ain't got the Remy, any cognac'll do. . . Smooth criminal