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are you? I been a man
Them crackers see me, "Oh not him again"
Tear your ass out the jump, middle finger to Trump
Fuck the police, they crooked
creepy-ass cracker 
Now I'm being followed by some creepy-ass cracker 
Stand your ground, stand your ground 
Stand your ground, you gotta stand your ground
creepy-ass cracker 
Now I'm being followed by some creepy-ass cracker 
Stand your ground, stand your ground 
Stand your ground, you gotta stand your ground
these crackers tryin to take a nigga life and they rights
I'm surrounded by fake-ass crooks
They swear they kingpins but don't have money on they books
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 (car sirens)
I'll make
drown
Wouldn't none of those Frenchmen care

Everybody gather 'round
Loosen up your suspenders
Hunker down on the ground
I'm a cracker
And you are
He change the way he talk
That’s that motherfucker who
In jail, beat yo ass down
With them baton
To get promoted by the white man
Then when
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
the seats 
For the jackers, the jealous ass crackers in the (car sirens) 
I'll make you prove that it's bulletproof 
Hold ya head, cause when you hit
the seats 
For the jackers, the jealous ass crackers in the (car sirens) 
I'll make you prove that it's bulletproof 
Hold ya head, cause when you hit
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,
know I fuck whores outta habit 
Who framed Cube, motherfuck Roger Rabbit! 
'cause I couldn't have and got stabbed in the back 
By a black ass dirty
I like to get right down...
Do you like to get right down too?"


Well, what did you have in mind?


"Well, I get off being spoo-ed upon
By
the calico, I got the dynamite
They wanna do it big? Pick a time tonight
Back to these bitches following my timeline
Back to these crackers following my
Wreckonize, all my MIA

[GZA]
Formed in very a strong advanced post, east to west coast
Ahead of time, competition not even half close
Let's say, by no means,
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You caught slippin crackers goin to find your ass not breathin, 
A hundred holes in your ass and your body licking, 
Nigga ridin with them
caught slippin' crackers goin' find your ass, not breathing
100 wholes in your ass with your body leaking
Nigga ridin' with 'em drums, nigga for a reason
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
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
but I got much more
Wit my super duper hit's and my chin check tips
Dick between the tits and I'm aimin at the lips
Chips by the dozens and I might
and throw yo' ass in
When they shoot, no, it won't be a cracker
They use somebody much blacker
What I do? I called up the Geto Boy(s) crew
Cause My Mind's
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
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
ass niggaz and red neck ass crackers 
Y'all better lower your weapons (lower your weapons) 
Before my niggaz get to steppin 
Cuz shit can get real
dust is a must

I can't trust a cracker in a blue uniform
Stick a nigga like a Unicorn
Vaughn wicked, Lawrence Powell, foul
Cut his fuckin' throat and I