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Albums:

Ellegarden Best (1999-2008) (AndrĂ© Rieu) · Ellegarden (Ellegarden) · Get on with It: The Best of Cracker (Cracker) · Gene Autry's Christmas Cracker (Cursive) · A Vintage Christmas Cracker (Hutchinson, Hutch) · Backwoods Barbie [Collector's Edition] [Cracker Barrel Exclusive] (Dolly Parton) · Cracker Jack (Janis Martin) · Cracker (Cracker) · O Cracker, Where Art Thou? (Leftover Salmon) · Who You Callin' Cracker (Man's Ruin) – and 90 other albums »


They have no conscience
They get threatened by the cracker factory.

Two steps back
Cracker factory:
A place where you get into the working routine
wore Shiseido Red
And we drank tea by her side

Sweet sweet
Used to be so sweet to me

Muhammad my friend
I'm getting very scared
Teach me how
all a glow
But there's one thing I love the most

How I love those Christmas songs everyone can sing along
Those words and melodies I learned by heart
have, lost intentions 

Two by two coming through the door 
(Singing like a bird) 
Boys and girls voices joined in song 
(Voices in the air) 
Fire
throat
As this plate comes by I realize I'm close to the fire but I'm still cold
And what once was juice and crackers now becomes my only hope
{ this cup
me another
Kiss me another
Kiss me another kiss
Hold me another
Squeeze me another
Don't waste a night like this
The fire crackers go pop
Every
You can't watercolor a fire cracker
And you you're laying face down
With your heart of soul
Selling it cheap on the commercial rd

Where is
was fucking impossible

I over came opsticals did what they said couldn't be done
I went from murder dog to fire? That's me, I'm the one
The only one
to
Introduce her to Cindy

CHORUS

VERSE (Mr. Cheeks)

VERSE

Well I was sitting
By an open fire place
In my flavorite dungarees
I play a few strums
Upon my
of stuff I can't name
What I want is completely untamed

A fire cracker ain't what I like
It's gotta blow like dynamite

All I want is a pumped up
what cha saying 

Verse One: Redman 

I go wild as I sip from a cold Lowenbrau 

Set up rhymes like fire to gunpowder 

Boom  did the bassline crank
along Crenshaw boulevard
That there's a series of fires, a lot of looting is going on
A disaster area obviously

(The jury found that they were all not
was fucking impossible

I over came opsticals did what they said couldn't be done
I went from murder dog to fire?? I'm the one
The only one who held it
fair again, shit
Devil, you got to get the shit right I'm black
Blacker than a trillion midnights
Don't Believe the Hype+ was said in '88
By
[Incomprehensible]

Uhuh, check it
I'm hotter than a hundred degrees with my coat on
Playing with a dynamite stick, where did I go wrong?
Somebody pull the fire along
But keep the heat by it, so when why'all creep keep quiet

[Chorus]
You can stand the fuck up if you fire your gun nigga
But sit the fuck down you
Mixtapes by wack DJs adds doo doo play 
I'm on the turnpike, the city drifting down the highway 
Like a mirage, the style there is all illusion 
On videos
along Crenshaw Boulevard
That there's a series of fires. A lot of looting is going on.
A disaster area, obviously.")
("The jury found that they were
fat stomachs in the limousines 
Mixtapes by wack DJ's adds doo doo play 
I'm on the turnpike, the city drifting down the highway 
Like a mirage,
baller, don't cut your ass
Come up out the trunk so fast
why'all will get murdered when the pump go blast
Set this bitch on fire, when we roll on chrome,
Sorrounded by americans dressed like the vietcom
See that kid, 16, try to cop a gat
Ever since he was a brat he been a copy-cat
And he ain't scared to pull
smores by the campfire
Camp flog gnaw, golf wang summer

Sat by the fire, do witness gentle
Transformation cease to be mindless
Create your sweetness

You
on a four-leaf clover
To be the E double E over and over
You're intrigued by the way I do my thing
(Do what?) Pick up the mic high and make it swing

[PMD]
I
spit the fire til it burn down Babylon

Take a piece of America back
You will learn
It's called truth

Death by suicide bomb, protestants, Bibles,
in the club tryin to duck us (WHAT?) 
And if you walk by nigga, I'ma knock fire nigga 
from yo' ass, you can come try nigga (HEY!) 
In the hood, all