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  • f/ Sherm
  • [Intro]
  • Doctor Wolfgang I heard you was a mastermind of crimes baby
  • and I'd like you to break it down for me
  • and have a nigga know about the criminal aspects
  • and its subliminal criminal aspect of a brother's life and all that ...
  • Man, nigga you need to get in, get out and get something
  • (I need some of that muthafunkin dollarbill)
  • Nigga what, aint nobody given me no handouts (break it down for me)
  • Yeah Ima tell you how it goes
  • [Verse 1: Bushwick Bill]
  • It aint your average crime, it fits one of mines
  • I tried to warn em at first but Ive got to prove it this time
  • They call me Chuck Wick, the 5th ward, hard crippler
  • Niggas think Im the devil, *****es hail me like Hitler
  • But still, Im real with these skills that Ive mastered
  • Peelin your caps backwards so Ive never been captured
  • So Im physically and mentally relentless
  • I live for the killing, and Chuckies my accomplice
  • And me, Im a psycho coma
  • Killer with the skills, releasin these tales of drama
  • That ***** around and sell a million copies still
  • Mother*****ing coppers wanna watch me chill
  • That lets me know I'm on they brain
  • so they're never out my range, cause I'm shootin like Danny Ainge
  • Dumpin two clips minimal, now Im at your funeral
  • Shouldve never *****ed with the subliminal criminal
  • [Chorus]
  • Its the subliminal criminals at the door
  • The enemies didnt know they had a loaded 4-4
  • And he's *****in his Glock, each one is gon drop
  • (and your wicked) just cant be stopped
  • [Verse 2: Sherm]
  • Well it's Sherm, who dat comin up to the bath, as I rat-tat-tat-tat
  • Grab yo gat and watch your *****ing back
  • This aint no ho-gang, *****, it's on the real
  • So you best to be packin your steel, or you ***** be getting killed
  • Jackings and robberies ain't nothin but hobbies
  • So you best to check your vest and dont be rollin by me sloppy
  • Cos Ima jack you, fool Ima get you
  • 9 millimeter spray hit you ***** and let ya split ya
  • So knuckle down or mother*****er knuckle up
  • Bout to get *****ed all that Chucks
  • So dont push your mother*****ing luck
  • 357, 9 millimeter, or the Tec-9 shine
  • If I see *****-made pulling next to me I can be goin for mine
  • Old-school mother*****er, but Im only 18
  • Steppin hard for the scene, in 95 you gon see what I mean
  • Fillin up the hospital, stressin out my mental
  • So say whats up to a subliminal criminal
  • [Outro]
  • Dr. Wolfgang Von Buschwicken The Barbarian Mother-funky Stay High Dollar Billstir
  • is gonna break down what makes up a subliminal criminal
  • and why its a white-collar crime
  • [ "Subliminal" ]: below the threshold of conscious perception
  • inadequate to produce conscious awareness
  • [ "Criminal" ]: of evolvin or havin the nature of a person
  • who has committed or being legally convicted guilty of a crime
  • It is shameful and disgraceful that you dont know what time it is

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