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Criminal Exil

I'm the one that's gonna tear your fuckin' heart out? My hate is contagious You've got no one to run to Exile, exile Exile, exile Just tell me fuckin

criminal of me A criminal of me, a criminal of me A wandering forever, hungering eternally A criminal of me, a criminal of me Run, run, before they make a criminal

3 Tryna figure out what the past meant And since when a birthday gift is harassment A rose gold bracelet nothing subliminal You called your lawyer up said my actions were criminal

ways and actions of men When I stood, I felt the same as if I just walked in I was twelve at the time, held nines, held mines A frail mind, criminal

Asfetiu Asfetiu Fiends, criminals, slaves, blasphemers The word of Ra is against you Ye are fettered and bound with leather straps... helpless,

a good look in these eyes Cause I'm the one that's gonna tear your fucking heart out My hate is contagious; you've got no one to run to EXILE Just

elevators I strike back like the Jedi, from N.Y. It's I illifyin, dope rhyme supplyin I be all you need to rock these mic devices Projectile Shaolin style exiles

We rep wow Up(??) hoes be ya mom's dead child Fucked up Like blowin fed trial Its set now Get blown down You sped Blow, Exile My cartel drop shells Burn

[Lyrics by Karl Sanders, Music by Dallas Toler-Wade] Asfetiu. Asfetiu. Fiends, Criminals, Slaves, Blasphemers. The Word of Ra is Against Ye. Ye are