] Cri-cri-criminal [Stretch] Now listen to the mack of the crooked nigga trade With the fine criminal

'm a rappin to the beat It's just me the groove and my squad we gonna try to move your feet See I am

, follow me here now Throw your hands up, my live niggas in the cut Fut your triggers up, if you got love

your kind Living on dreams Living on dreams Living on dreams Living on dreams Don't take it so

shit with an elvis look-alike he said he's made a good living i flew into the sun today i saw god

't live with or without you i know that nothing's perfect you can't say the words to keep me here i needed

years ago She'd raving madness It was her death blow She's a Living Death The drugs you see, her deadly

, I can last one more day Stuck in a place that doesn't wound or mend Is this what's called the living

't matter What I've done or where I've been So till that day I'm living in sin I've seen it once I've seen

(written by: Stretch Princess) - (Crunch time) Swallow down one bitter pill, Found myself a window