Artist: Tupac f/ Triple Platinum Album: The Here After Song: Criminal Typed by: dy_face@hotmail.com [Intro/Chorus: Triple Platinum] Born in the days.. of a Criminal Criminal, criminal, criminal Born in the days of a Criminal Born in the days of a Criminal [Verse One: Tupac] Born in the the days of a criminal Running from the cops and can't let them see me So I'm hoping out the Benz It's time to let the vallet step, gotta make my ends So business on the under temple, coppers wanna drop So tell them not to fuck with me and Oaktown gets too hot I'm heading for Marin City, though hunted like a fugitive Those punks will never capture me, technine on my side Uzi stay in back of me, I'm black from head to toe I move in daze of silence The smoothest criminal, a lunatic for violence So I be taken no shorts, when the shit gets scandalous Broken off this ST, so nigga we can handle this Run up and get smacked up, packed up and smacked down I'm a player, there's more in the J-town Bitches wanna jock, and run their hands all in my hair Whore give up the cock, or you can get up outta here I'm living like a mac, the narcist will be minimal Niggaz getting jacked when their cap peeled back In the days of a criminal [Chorus: Triple Platinum] [Verse Two: Tupac] I'm kicking kilos but I started with a quarter ounce Serving with faith cause every little dollar counts Making my grits and trying to get my mail on So fuck a cop he get dropped if he steps wrong I'm the bad guy, everybody points at me But fuck them, all, as long as the trigger is happy Making my cash flow, how long will it last though Pimping ain't easy but I'm still leaving your ass broke Pass the vapors as the papers will be coming in I give the cuts and give a fuck about being a friend Bitch I'm a player got no time to be bothered with Having no babies and no long term relationships Because a bitch will be a bitch no matter what you say That's why I fuck them, bust a nut, then I'm on my way Soon as I finish, I regret I even fucked the whore Cause she'll be blowing up my beeper before I shut the door But fuck a bitch, I keep my mind on my drink cause yo That's how I'm living in the days... of a criminal [Chorus: Triple Platinum] [Interlude: Tupac overlapping the above Chorus] It's the menace of Marin It's the menace of Marin It's the menace of Marin [Verse Three: Tupac] It's the menace of Marin, I killed, I'll kill again Ain't nothing funny about the game I'm rolling in You got a problem with it, Mister handle yours I ain't no joke, I'll have you broke down to your drawers I'm trigger happy and I give less than a fuck Love me or hate me I'ma sure 'nuff rip shit up It's Mr. nothing, nice on a mic stand Mic in the left and the zest in my right hand I took a puff, had enough now, hold up If that was Indo, niggaz getting rolled up You think not, get dropped, we can handle this Cause Tupac brain locked on the cannabis Days are dangerous, shoot them but you can't miss I never tripped of your bitch cause she's scandalous Now come and get a good look at the crook Who.. lives his life in the streets of the jungle Some call me animal, tell me how you figure though Put them in the nip.. in the days of a criminal [Chorus: Triple Platinum until fade]