Lyrics:
Condensation
Talk like they want you to do well but when you're doing well your own friends start Holdin' you back
Start movin' sideways they turn into crabs
ease the guns in
Rumble with patrolmen, tear gas laced the function
Heads by the score take flight, incite a war
Chicks hit the floor, diehard fans
ease the guns in
Rumble with patrolmen, tear gas laced the function
Heads by the score take flight, incite a war
Chicks hit the floor, diehard fans
new york
To break it down to straight english, what the fuck you want?
Remember me? you punk fagot crab emcee
Get your shit broke in half for fucking
ain't no motherfucking rat but I stay in the trap
I be stinking up the place you be smelling like crap
You'll be walking sideways son just like a crab
But
Guess who's comin' through for dinner
A native-like brother with the passive little style
That most certainly will smother
Suicidal rhymes with
the place
And walk straight up on you fuckin crooked niggaz
Comin out ya mouth sideways like some rookie niggaz
I drink Henny mixed wit nothing
My weed
down for mine
Ill cat, slick talk, slang new york
To break it down to straight english, what the fuck you want?
Remember me? you punk faggot crab
make niggaz walk slow, talk low
With white chalk-o, mi casa be siete uno ocho
Brooklyn motherfucker, handle this
Pardon my Spanish and French
Okay, I
Mr.crabs can't touch the recipie we put it inna shelf
You can't even walk alone and that's a feelin you ain't felt
I had to learn the hard way dancin on my
still feeling blessed
I ain't worried about the stress up on my plate
Looking forward to some better days
My nigga I can't wait
Take a walk by the lake
brother
Walking sideways through the door
Was the same at school
He played the fool
Or took a back seat
While Simon ruled
He played by himself
new york
To break it down to straight english, what the fuck you want?
Remember me? you punk fagot crab emcee
Get your shit broke in half for fucking
put in work like red ants
And when I walk by Curtis Mayfield'll draft
And spell the full limp love is just like Shaft
Shit I craft, is harder than
Turnaround and say brother who robbed ya
We walk round wit scars of betrayal
Cause niggas be lying and hang wit mufasa
You know bout dem crabs in a bucket
For
relate to this fuckery
These days
I want some marijuana
And a smart bitch widdabody
To pull up and smother me
I hope that ain’t too much to ask
Judging by
with the dimes
Fuck
Damn
Fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck
I prove myself so you know I gotta walk it
Can't back it up then why you gotta talk it
Me and the boys
Yeah
The spaceship is white like it's winter
Walk in the Ritz and they callin' me mister
Trucker hat cap is the color of uh-, yeah
Look
I went
on each other
Raping the land, why? Just to eat burgers brother
The truth is all we really want to uncover
But we got governments trying to smother us
my heat shooting it sideways
A wife on the run
Full of common blunts
Unconditionally married
To my gun
Fulfillin' my destiny
On knees
skin, Marc Buchanan
Cause I'm a make you see L.A. (U.C.L.A.) like Ed O'Bannon
Nigga come in peace and brothers can kick it
But you ain't gonna walk me
What's up in New Orleans?
People are afraid of darkness
Wasabi in my jeans
I'm devoured by sadness
I walk a lonely mile in the stratosphere
I'd feel
time
It'll Pass By
If you just breathe brother breathe
Breathe brother breathe
Stop thinking your soul is pleading for release
The voice in your head
I was 4 years old
I raped then killed my own infant brother (woah)
Oh fucker
Maybe I'll just smother
Myself until I black out while
I'm crawling deep
Discuss these crabs walk sideways by the smothers brothers Lyrics with the community:
Report Comment
We're doing our best to make sure our content is useful, accurate and safe.
If by any chance you spot an inappropriate comment while navigating through our website please use this form to let us know, and we'll take care of it shortly.
Attachment
You need to be logged in to favorite.
Log In