FK Em All** 创作者：
Mr. Criminal

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调：D minor

Verse 1
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I'm on a whole other level
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They underestimate it,
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sayin' I'll never make it
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I pour a toast to  the West Coast,
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most underrated
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When I drop my shit, haters strip,
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simply to  hate it
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But when the sales came,
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I wrote some Jane
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I had to celebrate
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Motherfuckers know who
holds the crown,
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they simply can't  fade it
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All these la  bels see the formula
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and try to imitate it
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But uh, you can try to copy,
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but you can't duplicate it
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A product of the volume
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and what the streets created
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Framing this about back in the days
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when my spot got raided
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Informants gave up my position,
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so my  freedom was taken
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It was then at that moment
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I learned the meaning of  trust
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And how no matter how
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much love you give,
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it's never enough
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That's why I played the
cards I was given
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Only kicking with the chosen few
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The ones with smiles on their faces
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Might be the ones to see you through
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So I'll never leave the pack
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without the .22 on  my lat
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And my blackened stainless steel
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stashed in my Cadillac
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Some wanna see me rise,
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most wanna see me fall
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Back against  the wall with bloody knuckles,
scribbled, I fuck em all
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They love to smile and kick dirt
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when you on the ground
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Wishin' I was livin', don't trip,
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it's how it's goin' down
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Some wanna see me rise,
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most wanna see me fall
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Back against  the wall
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with bloody knuckles,
scribbled, I fuck em all
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They wish that I would just
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take a break or fly
But I ain't never gonna stop
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as  I'm takin' it to the top
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I'm on some west coast,
southern side
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Got high power gangsta shit 2006,
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and guess who's back up in the mix
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It's that infamous Mr. Criminal
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comin' straight for the west
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I aim for the chest,
I'm leavin' em' losin' their breath
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When that thing's to the rest,
I'm back to my death
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And fools need to step their game up  a step,
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damn
Disrespectin' what I claim,
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and   get shut down
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It's still that capital
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H -B -G -C -R -I  -M -I
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and they yell, yeah that's me
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I'm comin' to handle them
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fools' bad news
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Travels fast, bullets travel faster
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White chalk and fuckin' body bags
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Focus on this music,
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tryin' to stay on the streets
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Keep my heat in  the battlefield,
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I'm playin' for keys
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And somehow, someway,
they wanna see me deceased
Bloodline of a soldier,
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got the heart of a beast
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Tapped lines by my side,
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so when that drama increase
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I ain't the one that's leggin' all bloody,
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stuck under them sheets, yeah
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Some wanna see me rise,
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most wanna see me fall
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Back against the wall with
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bloody knuckles,
scribble like, them all
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They love to smile and kick dirt
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when you on the ground
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Wishin' I was slippin', don't trip,
it's how it's goin' down
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Some wanna see me rise,
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most wanna see me fall
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Back against  the wall with
bloody knuckles,
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scrimmin' like fuck 'em all
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They wish that I would just
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take a break and fly
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But I ain't never gonna stop,
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as  I'm takin' it to the top
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I'm in  the all -blue 62 Super
Sport on candy paint
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Grippin' up on my stainless,
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so brainless
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As  I hit the dank,
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slidin' through the intersection
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Three wheelin',
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my  direction made a right
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Turn as I   approach Silver Lake
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I seen the homies postin' up,
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kickin' back
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Holdin' their cannons,
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ready to shoot a motherfucker
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Random right where you're standin'
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It was Lee, so spanky, droopy,
all posted with oozes
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It's just another summer night,
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got hyenas up in jacuzzis
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Man, it's goin' down tonight,
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just like Sally Sale
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Hit up  the homies on the next tail,
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party at  the hotel
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But still some haters tryna scope
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and I'm like, oh  well
First rule of the streets
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is commit the crime and don't tell
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So  shit, homie,
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that's exactly what I did
Grab the strap, pop it a clip,
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show them exactly how I live
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When you fuckin' with Mr. Criminal,
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that's exactly what it is
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With a beam from the heat,
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aim directly at  your ribs
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Some wanna see me rise,
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most wanna see me fall
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Back against the wall with
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bloody knuckles,
scribble, I fuck em' all
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They'd love to smile and kick dirt
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when you on  the ground
Wishin' I was slippin', don't trip,
Dm 
it's how it's goin' down
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Some wanna see me rise,
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most wanna see me fall
Back against the wall with bloody knuckles,
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screamin' like, em' all
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They wish that I would just
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take a break or fly
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But I ain't never gon na stop,
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as I'm takin' it to  the top
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Yeah
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You know, we had to do it on this
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motherfuckin' 2006
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High Power En  tertainment,
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Mr. Criminal
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A little word of advice, homie,
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all that salt shakin',
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all that motherfuckin' hatin',
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Internet gossip bangin' on the
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motherfuckin' fan line,
Shit don't add up, don't materialize,
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We  still on top, bitch!
I'm on a whole nother level,
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I'm on a whole nother level,
I'm on a whole nother level,
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I'm on a whole nother level,
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Bye -bye. Bye -bye.