Lyrics:
My rhythms really really got crack in it
Make me wanna smack them, gotta put some back in it
Money on some Biggie, cause i'm really feeling fat with
Yeah. Uh. Joe crack the don!
Ton' Sunshine. Terror, uhh
Terror squad, its our time!
Uhh, yea, hand it ova
Uh, yo, uh-huh, what, yea, uh... woo
of a master
You never thought you'd be bodied by a bastard
A bachelor who backspin on breakbeats
Break necks of broke souls who hate me
Hate he? you can't
Freaky bitch, eat my dick, she attack that
Two bad hoes on my dick, I don't trust them
But I still wanna crack?, yeah, I still wanna fuck them
They
finally nail me for sellin' dope
They backwards, make tracks burst whenever I rap
Attack, words bein' known to explode on contact
Extreme at times
grew up with them crack babies
But now they
MUMBLE RAP
Baby
Someone call the fat lady
Can't you see
The TOTAL
Score
Refugee vocals
I grow it local
But my
YO! MTV raps baby
I grew up with them crack babies
But now they
MUMBLE RAP
Baby
Someone call the fat lady
Can't you see
The TOTAL
Score
Refugee vocals
I
the hurt's pure
You front tryna hold it in, it hurts more
He was right there back-to-back with me, my first war
Even had a crack spot together, the first
finally nail me for sellin' dope
They backwards, make tracks burst whenever I rap
Attack, words bein' known to explode on contact
Extreme at times
illegal if it helps you relax
Or if the Feds can't get their cut from out the fucking stamp tax
Yet you can buy enough No-doz to cause a dozen heart attacks
supporting Joe Biden
Do they know where Hunters hiding
Is he in Ukraine, Iraq, Russia or China
Carrying his crack pipe
Filming his fourteen year old wife
Lucky
cause this boy around my neighborhood got shot
Name plait hair, straight metal braces on my teeth
Fat laces on my feet when crack first hits the streets
cause this boy around my neighborhood got shot
Name plait hair, straight metal braces on my teeth
Fat laces on my feet when crack first hits the streets
tact, you just move retarded (Dummy)
We staying flossy
Make your egg crack when they hit your noggin (Grrrt pow)
Put you in a coffin (It's over)
Hit
you nigga,
I got the 40/40 made by two jiggas,
I make you "Holla, Holla", I Ja Rule niggas!
The lion's in the room, what up Fat Joe?
I'm Curtis'
pain
I can get you John Doe by a no name
Catch him at the Chinese store
Pulled two sticks on him, we eatin' Lo Mein
Nah nigga, Smack can't hear
(hair)
to Dre's to get Bob a doctor
He grabbed Stace' by the legs as chopped it off her
And dropped her off in the lake for the cops to find her
But ever
to Dre's to get Bob a doctor
He grabbed Stace' by the legs as chopped it off her
And dropped her off in the lake for the cops to find her
But ever
by the law
I got my own people coming to attack
But this is how it go in the hood when your black
Man this shit wack like a Joe Budden track
His family taught him right from wrong
With local tales and children's songs
Sunday school was his shelter
With his friends Joe and Walter
Now
Leave him with his socks, hard bottoms and bloomers on
And hang him by his balls from the horn of a unicorn
Y'all niggas intellect mad slow, y'all fags
and busting the bass; (BOOM BOOM) bitches holler back
When I come attack all the rappers tryna come and jack the flow
Don't know I got it by the duffle bag
Artist: Scarface
Typed by: jostmatt@bluewin.ch
These niggas is fuckin with a dangerous game
Hey Joe, what's up baby?
Yeah, I like the beat
nesting in your closets, hiding underneath your socks
Living in your living rooms, sleeping by your bedroom clocks
There must be a couple million and more
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