Look Like a Criminal

Lyrics

[Intro: Sticky Fingaz] Motherfucking police Always be fucking with me Everywhere that I go Motherfucking police Always be fucking with me Everywhere that I go [Chorus: Fredro Starr] Do I look Like a criminal, criminal, criminal Criminal? What the fuck? Do I look Like a criminal, criminal, criminal Criminal? What the fuck? Do I look Like a criminal? [Verse 1: Fredro Starr] Police wanna hella sweat Cuz I keep a hoodie on, Bill Belichick Every night I'm gettin' stop-and-frisk When I walk in the drugstore they think I'm here to shoplift I'm just pickin' up Percocet prescriptions Cops always tell me that I fit the descriptions So what, I got prior convictions And can't leave the house less it's under conditions In other words, I'm a changed man, but they think I'm doin' crime every time money exchanges hands I've never been on Gangland, got tats on my neck And they think i'm in a gang, damn! So what I got on blue laces? And I'm fightin' For my life, cuz a nigga got two cases I guess I got these crackers shook They scared to death when they see me [Chorus: Fredro Starr] What the fuck? Do I look Like a criminal, criminal, criminal Criminal? What the fuck? Do I look Like a criminal, criminal, criminal Criminal? What the fuck? Do I look Like a criminal, criminal, criminal Criminal? What the fuck? Do I look Like a criminal? [Verse 2: Merkules] Hundred mad motherfucker These tattoos got them thinking I'm bad news I'm the reason their kids like to listen to rap tunes But cash rules, my face covered in scars Cops is on me cuz they think I'm trynna run from a charge Man it's bad, I can't even hit the mall in peace The second the public see me they just call the police I keep my third eye open when I walk these streets They don't wanna give me chances all they want is the beef And I know I did some real wild shit in my past So they test me by telling me I gotta piss in this glass This shit isn't right, I ask them what they talking about Cuz I see them them out my window when they watching my house I swear to god they better not step foot on my yard I'll start jumping at these suckers, have them look at their god Fuck a stereotype, you better take it back bitch I wasn't born this way, the cops made me like this I ain't a… [Chorus: Fredro Starr] …criminal, criminal, criminal Criminal? What the fuck? Do I look Like a criminal, criminal, criminal Criminal? What the fuck? Do I look Like a criminal, criminal, criminal Criminal? What the fuck? Do I look Like a criminal? [Verse 3: Sticky Fingaz] Do I look like a criminal? Cuz my pants be saggin'? Red box scissors and my drawers are slaggin' They say that my facials look so violent What the fuck? That's racial profilin' Pull me over like my tag is expired and shit Like there's no way that's his, he hot-wired that shit Gun registered, still trynna hide that shit Till this day they can't believe they let me buy that shit I come to visit, you think i'm scopin' out your spot They takin' pictures, you takin' this for my mugshot? They've callin' me a criminal for so damn long I start to believe they right and You gon' make do somethin' wrong You see me in the hood, you think i'm trynna rob you I'm just talkin' to you, when you think i'm trynna con you No matter what, they gon' call me a crook So you think I give a fuck if I look like a motherfuckin'… [Chorus: Fredro Starr] …criminal, criminal, criminal Criminal? What the fuck? Do I look Like a criminal, criminal, criminal Criminal? What the fuck? Do I look Like a criminal, criminal, criminal Criminal? What the fuck? Do I look Like a criminal?