Timbaland
Crimes
[Intro: Ant Clemons]

Follow the light. Wherever you are
Love's where you lie. Just make it home
Traveling, traveling. I been on the beach, yeah
Jets, spending all the money and the time on my family, ooh
Going through the shit with my family, mmm. Every other day new antics
New cousin, new cousin. Nobody
Fuck, everybody want something from me. They ain't give me hand-outs when I came up
Give a hand out everybody love me
Fuck, running round, running out to the back
Take a glance at my charge, bad guys running in
All the blind dogs will be feeling it
All of my dogs have been killing it

[Chorus: cash kyoto]
Just keep going let's find where we at
Don't be knowing where this shit lead to
You end up me tooed. Not like the movement I'm talking bout game
Mass Effect 2. We shot up the booth
But that shit don't work. Look at the positive
Look at the negative. Don't save emotions
Going thru motions
Thought I was good I was feeling spectacular

[Verse 2: cash kyoto]
Said fuck emotions so I went to socialize. That could distract me. Keep me on track. Head for the crown let's see where we at. Feeling better. Higher than High
Feeling like rocket man. Like I'm kid cudi
I'm up and away. I'll never betray
All the examples are up on display
Delayed the album to gather my thoughts
My mind set now. And we never stopped
I'm feeling bold so imma. Be honest
F all you n***as. I'm a be honest
Come to senses. You N***as fake
You just some crows tryna eat off my plate
And people don't care because they're all fake
Imma run up. Let's start a panic
Start a discussion. Turn yo a argument
People just argue. They're really passionate
Done with the people, they're just inadequate
[Chorus: cash kyoto]
Just keep going let's find where we at
Don't be knowing where this shit lead to
You end up me tooed
Not like the movement I'm talking bout game
Mass Effect 2. We shot up the booth
But that shit don't work


[Outro: 1993 ABC News]
Every friday and saturday night aspiring young rappers gather at a record store at hollywood
Theyre rhyming lyrics to a thundering beat
Are angry, violent, and profain
People wanna see reality
They wanna see whats really going on
This is the youth. This is the young black youth. thats been put through hell
You know what im saying? and they have to express themselves