Criminal Mind - Cappadonna, Rush Ratchet, Cappadonna & Rush Ratchet

I fought off dragons with large wings, boxed dragons

Dressed as a gladiator, inside God’s ring

The hearts of kings were eaten by the beast

Their flesh hung from their teeth, my right arm under his feet

My left arm pulls the gun, from out of the sheet

Blasted his stomach, body tumbled all over the streets

I heard trumpets, God hand brought me to my feet

My G., we resting five devils over the five boroughs

Broke the walls, into the tri-boroughs

Going through the ocean floors, going through the walls

Going through the malls, we just brawl and brawl and brawl and brawl

He went for my Adam’s apple, blood splashing all over the tabernacle

Pull out swords, I got saws, he grabbed his gun, then I grabbed gats too

Start clapping, he collapsed and look what the mack do

We tough in the physical, tough in the spiritual

Watch it boy, you get dropped for the ritual

I pray to lord, to bless my soul

You come too close, our thoughts is cold

We’re rough with the AK, so if you not

Make way, some of these get murdered

We rough with the fo-fo, so what we argue for?

Bust mine, somebody get murdered

Yo, it’s New York in effect, it’s time to get ill

Survival of the fittest, this is shit is for real

I’ve been sleeping all day, now I’m finally woke

And I selling no crack, and I slinging no dope

I’m a frontline nigga, stuck in the grind

Yo before I couldn’t see, 'cause I used to be blind

Now I’mma smoke weed nigga, rock my shine

Lick a shot for The Punisher, and pop my nine

A’udhu Billahi Min ash-Shaitan ir-Rajeem

Allahu Akbar, caught Don Alon’s fiend

Jails can’t hold me, it’s no cure for this

I smacked ya’ll devils, outta my myst

Take the gun from ya hostler, grab your stick

I got a hatred for evil, son, times is hard

Can’t destroy my heritage, we the armor of God

Lightning bolts hit your face, break your facade

Prophets and war mongers, leave you scarred

The hell fire gon' come, the fucking Goon Squad

«Lit rings»…

«Bangin' in yo hood»

«See, this the pusha»

«Goon's Squad visual, this that.

«Fire, fire.»

«It's defenitaly still»

Yo, my full time criminal mind, in overtime mode

Cold blooded, you get your face piece flooded

No ifs, ands, buts about it, who bout it bout it?

My body banger stay crowded, like rush hour

Turn a sweet thing sour, I pack a monster

Send shots for ya roster, who wanna trot?

Every man wanna go to heaven, but scared to die

Revenge I cried, try’nna take the crown from my

Head piece, Selassie 'dad, rest in peace

Who want peace?

Change ya culture to kosher

Fucking with me, will have me on the wanted poster

Dead or alive, only the illest survive

Killa Haile, ride by the law of the land

Man to man, hold a steel, hand in hand

You over the hill, still too, old to spill

I roll for real, black down, dressed to kill

Until hell freezes, you better beef with Jesus

Like pussy teasers, I get you soakinng wet

Nigga fronted on my style, and I broke his neck

Run the respect, like I’m standing here with a tech

What you expect?

Me must stand, the next man

The best man will die with his dick in his hand