The Culprit Songtext
von CMPND

Ucking out, life′s such a madders
Smoking on a tree while receiving uckers badders

This evening the ceiling looks farther away
When it's easier to word it gets harder to say

Where′s the party at, ay
Stop me if I'm wrong, got restrained, then carted away
Sweat dripping off my brow like Cartier
Far too tired out now to ask for the ways
Been seeing red like a stadium when Arsenal plays
Too blazed to spit quick, dipshit with a slick wit
All for the release like a slit wrist
Naked, pointing to my piece like witness

Took about a zoot's time to produce a rhyme
Oh, you ain′t got a steezer? Have a few of mine
I′m a self-aware, self-declared, couldn't care box ticker
With a cheat code like a lock picker


Where we heading? What′s the motive?
Why are we here? When are we going?
How we done this? No one knows it
Who fucked up my life? Guess I'm the culprit
Where we heading? What′s the motive?
Why are we here? When are we going?
How we done this? No one knows it
Who fucked up my life? Guess I'm the culprit

I′m an iddy niggy, this old biggy mix a piffy visual trippy
Riddled with the scripts of envy, this abyss is misty
Intermittence with disfigurements, 50/50
Eliciting the sickness, initiative killed this quickly

I ain't whipping, still I see me cream like Mr Whippy
The missus nickers miss it, giving her the pretty Ricky
In the city, sin innocently and stretch to the riddim if it is gritty
With the wizzes, still get busy when I'm with the biddy
It′s a little, little bit chilly outside now
I′m inside spinning with my chin to my eyebrow
Been a minute thinking of switching my life 'round but why doubt
Been on the grind and this is right now

I ain′t crying out for clout, you can pipe down
I be showering down, no towel, but I'm not in a nightgown
Buy a round and get me high for five pound
And I ain′t bouncing 'til I′m losing sight like my eye gouged


Where we heading? What's the motive?
Why are we here? When are we going?
How we done this? No one knows it
Who fucked up my life? Guess I'm the culprit
Where we heading? What′s the motive?
Why are we here? When are we going?
How we done this? No one knows it
Who fucked up my life? Guess I′m the culprit

You know the score like the Fugees
Performing abnormally debaucherous routines
Wave master supreme, split my brain into two teams
Play this game of life

Often known for cheating but won't plagiarise
Displaying my mind on mics, navigate each vice
Repetitions of my premonitions, stuck in cycles
Struggling to stabilise
On the up like American levels of gun crime
High on life and a lot of drugs
Fucked up my Uber so get Benzos to pick me up
You′re a sitting duck, I'm a golden goose
Holding a broken noose, probably rolling through

That′s snowball effective
Started small in this cold world but cope with the frosty reception
With cosmic connections, not compos mentis
Got scripts but did not make corrections

Where we heading? What's the motive?
Why are we here? When are we going?
How we done this? No one knows it
Who fucked up my life? Guess I′m the culprit
Where we heading? What's the motive?
Why are we here? When are we going?
How we done this? No one knows it
Who fucked up my life? Guess I'm the culprit