Mr. Criminal, yeah, yeah, ha ha, ha ha
Mr. Criminal, homie, that's right,
uh, yeah
With sounds of the eclipse,
can you hear it?
Ha ha ha ha ha, yeah,
back moving for
What's on my rasta at home?
What's on my rasta?
What's on my brown pride bodice?
That's some scandal, right?
Ha ha ha ha, what?
Yeah, uh, uh, that's right
Hear that beat knocking like that?
Uh, another K .O. track, that's right
Now if you're proud to be Latino,
let me see you stand up
Now if you're
proud to be Latino,
let me see you stand up
Now I'm a Rasta in the house,
come and bounce to
this
It's Mr. Criminal homie,
and I got love for the brown skin
And I get love right back,
no matter what town I'm in
Broadcasting live from that sunny
Southern California
Haters look at me now,
it's my duty to put it down
And rock the brown nation,
I feel that is my obligation
Latin rap's about to blow
and I've been really waiting patiently
Never stop consistently,
I keep it coming in the faces
So now, I'm about to make the
whole world face it
Latin flavor in your mouth,
can you taste it?
All my Hispanics causing panic, embrace it
All them riders worldwide,
every single block
Turn the volume full blast
until those speakers
What's all my lies say?
Yeah, we still up in the game
Latin riding, brown riding,
homie, ain't nothing changed
Go ahead and throw the flags,
I'll represent what you claim
Go ahead and throw the flags,
I'll represent what you claim
Mexicanos
What? Cubanos
What? Colombianos
What? Ecuadorianos
What? Argentina
What? Brazil
What? I'm Apuripas
What? You're keeping it real
What?
Now if you're proud to be Latino,
let me see you stand up
See you stand up, see you stand up
Now if you're proud to be Latino,
let me see you stand up
See you stand up, see you stand up
Nah, I'm a Rasta in the house,
come and bounce to this
Come and bounce to this,
come and bounce to this
Nah, I'm a Rasta in the house,
come and bounce to this
Come and bounce to this,
come and bounce to this
From the big west coast,
where we know to get it on
In the east coast,
my Latinos bump reggaeton
Out there, the Latin kings
are at the top of the gang
But if you come to California,
it's the Southside gang
Greased up, tatted up,
knuckle -headed bellons
Drinkin' on Coronas with a
little shot of limon
Mamacit a tryna free me
with a shot of Patron
So that's my lady on my side,
so I'm not takin' you home
Huh, there's not too many
that be reppin' for us
That's why I'm takin' my gang
and really steppin' it up
Uh, and much props to all
the cities I rock
Helpin' me as your criminal sales
go straight to the top
There ain't no stoppin' this,
from Cali to Toppenish
Yakima, Sunnyside, Portland,
Oregon as we rock
Gotta give it up to Layton,
Argonaut, Salt Lake City
Phoenix, Arizona, Tucson,
and Big Albuquerque
Big Hustle, Town of Jackson,
Dallas, Paso, and back
Almaraz of every city,
don't no matter where at
In them lolos,
hoppin' from the front to the back
You givin' love to Mr. Criminal,
so I'm givin' it back
Where's all my raza at?
Yeah, we still up in the game
Latin riding, brown pridin', homie,
ain't nothin' changed
Go ahead and throw the flags,
I'll represent what you claim
Go ahead and throw the flags,
I'll represent what you claim
Mexicanos
What? Cubanos
What? Colombianos
What? Caborianos
What? Argentina
What? Brazil
What? Tamapuripas
What? We givin' it real
What?
Now if you're proud to be Latino,
let me see you stand up
See you stand up
See you stand up
Now, if you're proud to be Latino,
let me see you stand up
See you stand up
Now, all my raza in the house
come and bounce to this
Come and bounce to this
Now, all my raza in the house
come and bounce to this
Come and bounce to this
Thanks watching!
Mr. Criminal 
