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teenage disaster - criminal song lyrics

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and i’m starting to think that i’m evil
and i’m starting to think that i’m evil
and i’m starting to think that i’m evil

woke up like f+ck today
like step off me b+tch you ain’t got sh+t to say
said f+ck you f+ck them we gonna start a riot
check one two the crowd has gone silent

i’ll rob you, yo mother, yo sister and your brother
gotta pay rent one way or another
i hate this place i wanna punch yo face
so lets dance, let’s dance motherf+cker
let’s dance motherf+cker lets dance
let’s dance motherf+cker lets dance

turn the keys and start the car
bullets flying like some shooting stars
hands up better reach the sky
better not move or you’re gonna die b+tch

boy you’re f+ckin’ with disaster
pull out the blade then ill k!ll you right after
d+mn you could’ve run faster
pray to the priest but i k!lled the f+ckin’ pastor
figure out what side you’re on
if you k!ll sh+t then come along
put your guns up its the criminal song
who the f+ck cares if its right or wrong
and i’m starting to think that i’m evil
and i’m starting to think that i’m evil
and i’m starting to think that i’m evil
and i’m starting to think think think

boy you’re f+ckin’ with disaster
pull out the blade then ill k!ll you right after
d+mn you could’ve run faster
pray to the priest but i k!lled the f+ckin’ pastor

then the hammer slams
my life went away for a year or ten
came back home and my brothers got jobs
shakin’ hands with the fools we robbed

like f+ck, guess i’ll start a new clique
y’all weak motherf+ckers make me sick
so i loaded my pistol and went out again
all of my friends were police men

so i ran ran ran till my legs gave out
shot in the back then i hit the d+mn ground
the sky got dark and rain got cold
the pigs all laughed as my fate unfold

one bent down to me and said
boy you’re done f+ckin’ with our heads
you said k!ll motherf+ckers that cross your path
i shoulda k!lled you yeah i wish i had b+tch
boy you’re f+ckin’ with disaster
pull out the blade then ill k!ll you right after
d+mn you could’ve run faster
pray to the priest but i k!lled the f+ckin’ pastor
figure out what side you’re on
if you k!ll sh+t then come along
put your guns up its the criminal song
who the f+ck cares if its right or wrong



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