Letra Criminal
Album: The marshall mathers lp (espanol)
Artista: Eminem
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[Eminem]
A lot of people ask me.. stupid fuckin questions
A lot of people think that.. what I say on records
or what I talk about on a record, that I actually do in real life
or that I believe in it
Or if I say that, I wanna kill somebody, that..
Iīm actually gonna do it
or that I believe in it
Well, shit.. if you believe that
then Iīll kill you
You know why?
Cuz Iīm a
CRIMINAL
CRIMINAL
You god damn right
Iīm a CRIMINAL
Yeah, Iīm a CRIMINAL
[Eminem]
My words are like a dagger with a jagged edge
Thatīll stab you in the head
whether youīre a fag or lez
Or the homosex, hermaph or a trans-a-vest
Pants or dress - hate fags? The answerīs "yes"
Homophobic? Nah, youīre just heterophobic
Starin at my jeans, watchin my genitals bulgin (Ooh!)
Thatīs my motherfuckin balls, youīd better let go of em
They belong in my scrotum, youīll never get hold of em
Hey, itīs me, Versace
Whoops, somebody shot me!
And I was just checkin the mail
Get it? Checkin the īmaleī?
How many records you expectin to sell
after your second LP sends you directly to jail?
Cīmon!-- Relax guy, I like gay men
Right, Ken? Give me an amen (AAA-men!)
Please Lord, this boy needs Jesus
Heal this child, help us destroy these demons
Oh, and please send me a brand new car
And a prostitute while my wifeīs sick in the hospital
Preacher preacher, fifth grade teacher
You canīt reach me, my mom canīt neither
You canīt teach me a goddamn thing cause
I watch TV, and Comcast cable
and you ainīt able to stop these thoughts
You canīt stop me from toppin these charts
And you canīt stop me from droppin each March
with a brand new cd for these fuckin retards
Duhhh, and to think, itīs just little olī me
Mr. "Donīt Give A Fuck," still wonīt leave.
Chorus Eminem repeat 2X
Iīm a CRIMINAL
Cuz every time I write a rhyme, these people think itīs a crime
to tell em whatīs on my mind - I guess Iīm a CRIMINAL
but I donīt gotta say a word, I just flip em the bird
and keep goin, I donīt take shit from no one.
[Eminem]
My mother did drugs - tar, liquor, cigarettes, and speed
The baby came out - disfigured, ligaments indeed
It was a seed who would grow up just as crazy as she
Donīt dare make fun of that baby cause that baby was me
Iīm a CRIMINAL - an animal caged who turned crazed
But how the fuck you sposed to grow up when you werenīt raised?
So as I got older and I got a lot taller
My dick shrunk smaller, but my balls got larger
I drink malt liquor to fuck you up quicker
than youīd wanna fuck me up for sayin the word ...
My morals went thhbbpp when the president got oral
Sex in his Oval Office on top of his desk
Off of his own employee
Now donīt ignore me, you wonīt avoid me
You canīt miss me, Iīm white, blonde-haired
and my nose is pointy
Iīm the bad guy who makes fun of people that die
in plane crashes and laughs
As long as it ainīt happened to him
Slim Shady, Iīm as crazy as Em
-inem and Kim combined - *kch* the maniacīs in
Replacin the doctor cause Dre couldnīt make it today
Heīs a little under the weather, so Iīm takin his place
(Mm-mm-mmm!) Oh, thatīs Dre with an AK to his face
Donīt make me kill him too and spray his brains all over the place
I told you Dre, you shouldīve kept that thang put away
I guess thatīll teach you not to let me play with it, eh?
Iīm a CRIMINAL.
[Interlude Skit]
Aight look (uh huh) just go up in that motherfucker
get the motherfuckin money and get the fuck up outta there
[Em] Aight
Iīll be right here waitin on you
[Em] Aight
Yo Em
[Em] What?!
Donīt kill nobody this time
[Em] Awwright... god damn, fuck...
(whistling) how you doinī?
[Teller] HI, how can I help you?
[Eminem] Yeah I need to make a withdrawl
[Teller] Okay
[Eminem] Put the fuckin money in the bag bitch
and I wonīt kill you!
[Teller] What? Oh my god, donīt kill me
[Eminem] Iīm not gonna kill you bitch, quit lookin around...
[Teller] Donīt kill me, please donīt kill me...
[Eminem] I said Iīm not gonna fuckin kill you
Hurry the fuck up! {*BOOM*} Thank you!
[Eminem]
Windows tinted on my ride when I drive in it
So when I rob a bank, run out and just dive in it
So Iīll be disguised in it
And if anybody identifies the guy in it
Iīll hide for five minutes
Come back, shoot the eyewitness
Fire at the private eye hired to pry in my business
Die, bitches, bastards, brats, pets
This puppyīs lucky I didnīt blast his ass yet
If I ever gave a fuck, Iīd shave my nuts
tuck my dick inbetween my legs and cluck
You motherfuckin chickens ainīt brave enough
to say the stuff I say, so this tape is shut
Shit, half the shit I say, I just make it up
To make you mad so kiss my white naked ass
And if itīs not a rapper that I make it as
Iīma be a fuckin rapist in a Jason mask.
Chorus 2X |
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