CHORUS
I'm not trine get political but we don't know [who the real criminals]
The state we living in is critical yet we don’t know [ who the real criminals]
I'm not trine get political but we gotta know [who the real criminals]
The state we living in is critical, let’s find out [ who the real criminals]

KABASHI
The questions not rhetorical the answer is in plain sight
Seek the truth like the oracle we in the same fight
They tryna lock us up, and throw away the key
Don’t want to see us spitting rhymes
Don’t want to see us making beats
Peace to the family and all those in the streets
who got one hand up when march for the deceased
Don’t confuse who the bullet hit/ and those who choose to squeeze
The victim ain’t a criminal when he screaming ‘i can’t breathe'
some say that it is quite fine/ look close and you might find
The school to prison pipeline that darkens up the skyline
The CCA stock/ trade at $38 a pop
Yo you better watch your back or that .38 will pop
And the dirty cop will go and say you’re something that you’re not
It’s not supposed to be like this/ its something we forgot
But I’m trine make it past/ make decisions that will last
and change the course of history I’m never looking back like...

I'm not trine get political but we don't know [who the real criminals]
The state we living in is critics yet we don’t know[ who the real criminals]
I'm not trine get political we gotta know [who the real criminals]
The state we living in is critical, let's find out [ who the real criminals]

CHORUS (JVN)
I'm not trine get political but we don't know [who the real criminals]
The state we living in is critical yet we don’t know[ who the real criminals]
I'm not trine get political but we gotta know [who the real criminals]
The state we living in is critical, let's find out [ who the real criminals]








MONOTONE
It's the Land of the free, we demand we be free
its land of the immigrants, but I'm the one that gotta leave
dichotomies falling like some autumn leaves
only free will seem to live inside of me
seeping thru the lines of my own artistry
promise to make it rain so we could all harvest seeds
Harvard-esque logic but I'm hardly even college
My lyrics stay polished like the truth if you honest
but it's hard fighting lawless, slaying godless
inside of these grand walls, of gauntlet, the enemies...are heartless, it’ll break into yo apartment,
tearing up yo family, insanity, babies behind bars like where the fuck's humanity?
Lock you up to deport, some even die in detour, detained till further notice, ice are the criminals, they worried about some quotas, hypocrites with paper cuts, they pitiful controllers
spending tax payer money harassing tax payers, while the rich rack money
milking tax payers, funding 12 who shoot now but ask later
government seats selling for another fat favor
who the real criminal

Criminal - Criminal
Kickin in through the mofucking door
Criminal - Criminal
Kickin in through the mofucking door

MALO
Police vs Malo
Just kriminals vs kriminals (kriminals)
Had to battle systems
That turned us into these criminals/ (kriminals)

From a city where killin might be the
only thing dey know (what you know)
Least that’s what others told me when i went out way across the globe/ (bet they know)

Outside looking in, that’s what'i had to did for this verse approach (that’s reflection doe)
Keep it hunnid w/ yall and talk about
shit we need to expose/ (we need to expose)

Like it's no light, goofy. Without the truth, aint real pictures bro (pay attention bro)
Read between the lines
Boy these notebooks is tales of fallen ghosts/ (yuhh)

All you know from textbooks
And tv screens, & yo mirror smoke
Pointing fingers at thugs when the real thugs is all political/

Police to the mayor
The klansmen and all dem other ones
I could speak generally cause that shit prolly apply to all of dem/

Regardless of the title, corruption in all the shit you trust,
think a little harder,
Where all the real damage coming from/

Man behind the gavle is bound to have more'da power
Than the man behind the pistol
So law clocks more final hours/
Whos the real

BRIDGE
Whos the real
Who’s the real criminals?
Whos the real
Who’s the real criminals?
Whos the real
Whos the real
Who’s the real criminals?

MIKE SPEX
its war on drugs it’s a war on us
all demwars it's never a war won
its world war rich vs poor
bombin the system wit my word wars metaphors

kickin in the door no more prison walls
Ending these politicians wicked twisted laws
cuz still most of our people in the hood gittin bars
Who me i’m rippin these bars apart incredible hulk

Police state from the chi to kuwait
No justice no pace daily justice telling us to wait
Truth is fake and fake news is the truth on the news today
The revolution past due yeah this the due date

from the chicago wit gangs n mobs it never stops
Even if u flood the blocks wit million killa cops
Letting off rounds n shots building prison blocks
still dey never found who kilt Biggie n Pac Stop

CHORUS
I'm not trine get political but we don't know [who the real criminals]
The state we living in is critical yet we don’t know [ who the real criminals]
I'm not trine get political but we gotta know [who the real criminals]
The state we living in is critical, let’s find out [ who the real criminals]

MO BEATS

im screaming out letting me go they got the wrong one.
im just an amigo, kicking back & having fun
just two cigarillos, maybe 5th of rum.
like a good fellow keep it mellow im not dumb.

cops grabbin for they gun at the slightest move.
thinkin my skin color bulletproof bro don’t shoot.
the real criminals wearing suits institute.
the loop holes that they use, just to bend the rule

The real criminals~don’t let them be political
With critical roles yet soo cynical
this aint minimal its killing us its terminal ~
weather u vote or not still the same fuck the polls

stop drop, shut em down and open up shops
lets kick em out, cut them off like some crop top
they selling rocks on your block while they sellin stocks.
looking~from~top, laughin at us while we yelling stop.