Bushwick Bill Subliminal Criminal Lyrics

Subliminal Criminal Lyrics

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 it’s 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, ain’t nobody given me no handouts (break it down for me)



Yeah I’ma tell you how it goes







[Verse 1: Bushwick Bill]



It ain’t your average crime, it fits one of mines



I tried to warn ‘em at first but I’ve got to prove it this time



They call me Chuck Wick, the 5th ward, hard crippler



Niggas think I’m the devil, bitches hail me like Hitler



But still, I’m real with these skills that I’ve mastered



Peelin your caps backwards so I’ve never been captured



So I’m physically and mentally relentless



I live for the killing, and Chuckie’s my accomplice



And me, I’m a psycho coma



Killer with the skills, releasin these tales of drama



That fuck around and sell a million copies still



Motherfucking 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 I’m at your funeral



Should’ve never fucked with the subliminal criminal







[Chorus]



It’s the subliminal criminals at the door



The enemies didn’t know they had a loaded 4-4



And he's cockin his Glock, each one is gon’ drop



(and your wicked) just can’t 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 fucking back



This ain’t no ho-gang, bitch, it's on the real



So you best to be packin your steel, or you bitch be getting killed



Jackings and robberies ain't nothin but hobbies



So you best to check your vest and don’t be rollin by me sloppy



Cos I’ma jack you, fool I’ma get you



9 millimeter spray hit you bitch and let ya split ya



So knuckle down or motherfucker knuckle up



‘Bout to get fucked all that Chucks



So don’t push your motherfucking luck



357, 9 millimeter, or the Tec-9 shine



If I see bitch-made pulling next to me I can be goin for mine



Old-school motherfucker, but I’m 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 what’s 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 it’s 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 don’t know what time it is