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Life Of A Criminal ft. Fizizy
- [Hook]
- This is the life of a criminal.
- Our crimes are unforgiveable, and we're killing you slow syllable by syllable.
- Which one will I use this battle? A knife or gun? I'm unpredictable.
- My clothes are a dead give away. Too irresistable.
- Part 1, let's go!
- [Verse 1] (Infamous)
- Yo. Everyone has been waitin' patiently so i'mma start this off with some bars being spit gently.
- Shootin' police shots fired aimlessly. Gettin' headshots amazingly. Violently. Outrageously.
- Constantly getting chased by the FBI Agency but I never put my hands up gracefully.
- Gettin' charged for murder frequently.
- Police can learn something from me. Educationally.
- My fate is to be a rap god inescapably.
- Making the killer blow is my specialty so i'mma be committin' crimes to the police especially.
- You'll never find me killing non violently.
- Spittin' bars like this chapter is "finally"
- This isn't a freestyle since I had time to reherse, but i'mma pass it off to fizizy to finish the 2nd verse!
- [Hook]
- This is the life of a criminal.
- Our crimes are unforgiveable, and we're killing you slow syllable by syllable.
- Which one will I use this battle? A knife or gun? I'm unpredictable.
- My clothes are a dead give away. Too irresistable.
- Part 2, let's go!
- [Verse 2] (Fizizy)
- Fiz and Infamous, a savage bunch.
- Ready to stab you in the guts for your sack of lunch
- And you better hope you didn’t forget to pack a punch
- Or else we’ll smash your ass until your back’s a hunch
- Serial killers man, f**k a Captain Crunch
- We’re breaking bones if you haven’t quite caught on to it
- We’re God’s opposites, talking provocative
- Don’t forget your life raft ‘cause I’m flowing like a faucet, b**ch
- Yeah dog, keep talking sh*t
- You’ll get your keys and wallet pick pocketed on your way to the office
- By foster kids riding ostriches, and I’m walking off with it
- Off the stage drunk with bottles of scotch with
- Rags stuffed in the top, lit
- Juggling molotovs in the front row while popping the toxic
- (Ah, sh*t) I just tripped and dropped it
- All across my hostages, with the building burning down in record time with
- The exits blocked, everyone resorting to violence
- I’d call this smoking at it’s finest but I think I can hear the sirens
- I go for my escape and turn only to get hit in the head with a fire hydrant
- By an old lady on fire with no hair, in a wheelchair who came out of nowhere
- I got up, stopped, dropped her ass
- Snatched her purse and wheelchair then rolled up out of there
- Out of my mind, passed out in an office chair
- Woke up on the moon with E.T. and hungover fearing the worst
- He picked me up, laid a verse and then together we blew up the earth
- [Outro]
- This is the life of a criminal.
- Our crimes are unforgiveable, and we're killing you slow syllable by syllable.
- Which one will I use this battle? A knife or gun? I'm unpredictable.
- My clothes are a dead give away. Too irresistable.
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