“Alternative” Lyrics 315

Topic: Donald J. Trump; Vladimir Putin; Russia; Republicans; Republican Party
Auxiliary Topic: Donald J. Trump; Donald J. Trump’s Campaign Team; Donald J. Trump’s Transition Team; Donald J. Trump’s Administration; Former Members of Donald Trump’s Administration
Tertiary Topic: Donald J. Trump’s Base
“Criminal” by Miguel

Got a mind full off TNT
I need a lunatic just like me
Paint the sky with a brush fire, yeah
Like la la la la, la

I got a mind like Colombine
Yeah, a vigilante I’m volatile uh
I pick and choose like duck duck goose
I’m close ties that you should cut loose

I just want someone that I can trust
Baby is that you, is that us?

I know it’s dicey
Oh, so good it feels criminal, ha
So it’s gotta be criminal, ha
The way I keep killing you
So dangerous
So good it feels criminal, ha
This shit it’s gotta be criminal, uh
The way I keep killing you

Plain as heaven call it nine eleven
She say, hello, how you such a blessing
I know, we’re too round now I’m finessing
Huh Just plead the fifth, if you ever questioned, girls

You see, I just want someone that I can trust
Baby is that you, is that us?

I know I’m dicey
Oh, so good it feels criminal, ha
So it’s gotta be criminal, ha
The way I keep killing you
So dangerous
So good it feels criminal uh
This shit it’s gotta be criminal, uh
The way I keep killing you

Conversations elevated when she fell in love
Sippin’ on her, say he did her like a dirty rug
Feeling played underpaid, like she was Matthew Paige
Every day she had to find a way to find a way
Self esteem is what emotions feed
Dry land and get the travel to seven seas
Kaepernick of my city lil homie take a knee
Taking you to places selfies get taken the least
Criminal thoughts, an angel in the flesh
It feels like we floating when we really having sex (yes)
Her words be so potent scribbled them on my chest
Motivation is morning shorty, and I confess
I’m holding you closest that’s till the day I rest
I gave her a hundred stuffed it all in her dress
Motion picture, we the young mobile niggas
Here’s a toast to the ones who knew us before the riches

Love like gun fire grand theft stolen motor
Fifty one fifty in Lola’s heart
Raging and reckless
She don’t know love at last
Someone that’s wanna stay, really with the getaway
Fifty one fifty in Lola’s heart
Who could stop us babe
The world is ours yeah

I just want someone that I can trust
Is that you, is that us?

I know I’m dicey
It’s so good it feels criminal yeah
She’s gotta be criminal uh
The way I keep killing you
So dangerous
So good it feels criminal, uh
This shit it’s gotta be criminal, uh
The way I keep killing you

Oh, my love

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