Lyrics:
Come up to the turf and Imma beat a motherfucker's ass
Spit like sucker Sylvester y'all suffering succotash
Hotter than the sun don't need to give
daddy, yo I wish I'd been smarter
I'm just a crazy ass mick. I skank the rhythm. Got the damaged hand
Oh, my situation not controlled by the aggravation
rhymes
Cause I'm knee deep in the beats
In the Land Cruiser Jeep with
The MAC-10 by the seats for the jackers
The jealous-ass crackers in the blue suit's
Look, every time you see me I'm surrounded by them snipers
You ain't never run off with a hustler in your life, huh?
I'm from 1800, I'm a hot boy,
a hero in the lobby
Tryin to help the cracker, and fuck my hobby
But I'm seein em all and they carryin her back
The bitch was already dead by a six pack
that nigga really don't got no jumpshot
Lou Williams left the bubble to go to Magic City for chicken wings
He ain't go there for no ass and titties
nothin'
Cruisin' late night by myself
Down a dark road
Hope they don't know I'm coming
How you turn on your
Niggas for them crackers
Let 'em take your soul
and KKK
And to the cracker named J.B. Stoner
Don't let me catch you on no corners
I see you on TV talking more shit
But just like your punk-ass
blue Benjis
Now the cards turned on they ass
No wonder these crackers don't feel me
I can tell your bitch wanna fuck me
Hit it with a rubber I ain't
Call that shit a eye for a eye, my nigga, by any means (sheesh)
Had extended clips before skinny jeans (yeah)
Now bow and arrows at cop cars with
Like Chris Brown when Rhianna got her fuckin' ass beat
Fuck Jeeves ask me for advice, if I'm not reading advice
I'm squatting down, picking cracker
right
I'm black, blacker than a trillion midnights
"Don't Believe The Hype" was said in '88 by the great Chuck D
Now they're tryin' to fuck me!
The streets got a law called ride wit your fire
A street nigga so the street law I live by
In these streets nigga only the smart survive
[gunshots]
The crackers
listen
He said there's a big difference between crackers and niggas
See he said white folks look out for the white folks but uh black folks blang with
They try to take advantage of a nigga cause I'm black
They lookin' at me strange so I'm lookin' at they ass back
I got a little problem so I'm
baguettes and I stuff em' with chitlins
Fancy and ghetto, you know how that work,
Weight on my chest, that's a bulletproof shirt,
Crooked ass crackers want me
a mark
I bet you get your ass kicked hanging at the park, bitch!
You'd better watch your back
Before you get jacked by a nigga with a gat
Cause Life is
Thats Right
Better tell them old sucker ass crackers i'ma Need my Royalties and More
Hella legit had to fix my shit Because i cant Stand Broke
crackers, Jews!
If there's hell below, we're all gonna go!
Nigga nigga nigga nigga nigga nigga, please
I'm treated like a fuckin' disease
You say, why do I
Like Chris Brown when Rihanna got her fuckin' ass beat
Fuck Jeeves ask me for advice, if I'm not reading advice
I'm squatting down, picking cracker
in that Nolia
See these crackers out here bad now
400 Years. I can't give yo ass no pass now
So many tears. All this fear that we done passed down
should seen them dirty cracker's racist faces
And I walked outta court like Pac
Sold my last brick and bought a storefront on the block, on the block
(Tahj Money)
I'ma zip one of you pussy-ass niggas up, nigga
Pussy-ass nigga
I'm on that murder shit, pussy
Fuck up, nigga
Bitch, I'm still
a while since we could party
So guilt free I feel so gnarly
Got a cracker as a slave
I whip her ass
She make my bed
We gonna have a lotta sex
But save my
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