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"Criminal Minded" was written by Parker, Lawrence Krsone / Sterling, Scott Monroe.
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Boogie down productions will always get paid
Well take the wackiest song and make it better
Remember to let us into your skin
'Cause then youll begin, to master rhymin', rhymin', rhymin'

Criminal minded, youve been blinded
Lookin' for a style like mine you cant find it
They are the audience, I am the lyricist
Sometimes the suckas on the side gotta hear this

Page, a rage and Im not in a cage
Free as a bird to fly up out on stage
Aint here for no frontin' just to say a little somethin'
Ya suckaz dont like me 'cause youre all about nothin'

However, Im really fascinating to the letter
My all around performance gets better and better
My English grammar comes down like a hammer
You need a style, I need to pull your file

I dont beg favors, youre kissing other peoples
I write and produce myself just as fast
Keep my hair like this, got no time for Jheri curls
Attractin' only women, got no time for little girls

'Cause girls look so good
But their brain is not ready, I dont know
Id rather talk to a woman
'Cause her mind is so steady, so here we go

Im not a musical maniac or boy fanatic
I simply made use of what was upstairs in the attic
Ive listened to these mcs back when I was a kid
But I bust more shots than they ever did

I mean this is not the best of KRS, its just a section
But how many times must I point you in the right direction
You need protection, when Im on the mic
Because my mouth is like a 9 millimeter windpipe

Youre a king, Im a teacher, youre a boy, Im a scholar
If this was a class, well, it would go right under drama
See kings lose crowns but teachers stay intelligent
Talkin', big words on the mic but still irrelevant

Especially when youre not, college material
Wake up every morning to your lucky charms cereal
DJ Scott La rock has a college degree, Blast master KRS writes poetry
I wont go deeper in the subject 'cause that gets me bored

Its a shame to know some MCs on the mic are fraud
Sayin' styles like this to create a diss
But if you listen, who you dissin'?
See I am a musician

Rappin' on the mic like this to me is fine
'Cause if I really want to battle I will put out a nine
You can see that Scott La rock and I are mentally binded
In other words were both criminal minded

Were not promoting violence, were just havin' some fun
Hes Scott La rock, Im KRS-one
Never off-beat cause it dont make sense
Grab the microphone, relaxed and not tense

You waited, debated and now you activated
A musical genius that could not be duplicated
See I have the formula for rockin' the house
If you cannot rock a party do not open your mouth

Its that simple, no phony cosmetics to your pimple
Take another look because the gear is not wrinkled
The K, the R, the S, the O, the N, the E
Sayin' rhyme for eighty-seven not from 1983

Well versed, to rehearse and my rhymes are my curse
Originality come first but the suckers get worse
Allow me to include I have a very stable mood
Poetic education of a high altitude

Im not an MC, so listen, call me poet or musician
A genius when it comes to making music with ambition
Im cool, collected with the rhyme I directed
Dont wanna be elected as the king of a record

Just respected by others as the man with the solution
An artist of the 80s came and left his contribution
On wax, relax, theres 24 tracks
After years of rocking parties now I picked up the knack

Because everything that flows from out my larynx
Takes years of experience and bottles of becks
I cannot seem to recollect the time I didnt have sex
Is it real or is it memorex?

Im livin' in a city known as New York state
Sucka MCs gotta wait while I translate
I hang with real live dreads with knowledge in their heads
People with ambition and straight up musicians

Although our lives have been so uprooted
I have it included, you all get zooted
So take each letter of the KRS-one
Means knowledge reigns supreme over nearly everyone

You look at me and laugh but this is your class
Its an all out discussion of the suckas I be crushin'
So now you are awakened to the music I be makin'
Never duplicated, and also highly cultivated

Dont get frustrated cause nothin' has been traded
Only activated, it came out very complicated
Not separated, from my DJ you see my voice is now faded
Ill see you folks around the way

Criminal minded

Songwriters
PARKER, LAWRENCE KRSONE / STERLING, SCOTT MONROE

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