Lyrics:
Ahead
Ahead
Suddenly he heard the crack of thunder
And the rocks began to crumble overhead
And tumble down the mountain to the
Dismal swamp that lay
dong ditch
Ain't a safe I can't crack, nigga, that's on Crip (Yankees)
I'm with my Pirus from Compton, we gon' pass and get rich, ayy
Fifty racks,
were up to me
If only we catch up a bit
oh
Getting over me doesn't bring you back
Even if it's known that you started crack
Over me you won't find
makes you want to
Want to make you sigh, like the time
When you felt like you're feeling all the time
And you sighed at the cracks in the ceiling all
Baccatit, lookin' like a crack addict
Cookin up crack put it in the trap attic
Yea I'm baccatit, 12 givin mad static
If they do a sweep disappear
long and plush hat, shit cost nine thousand
Picture me up in the housing, serving much crack
Cat look at me, I'm real, lobbin' on the field
For real, I
of emotions
Oh, but I don't mind it
Watching you in the sand
The thought of you slipping through the cracks of my hands
All kinds of crazy you're making
Drugs, liquor, drugs
I love to smoke crack
I love to shoot smack
I love to fuckin' drink
I love my smoke when it stinks
I need it in my veins
Ah, attack high, babe babe
Ah, burst high, everyday everyday
Ah, natural high, babe babe
Ah, impact high,crack high, everybody knock out high
Ah,
amigo straight
Don't want no beef, I may crack your taco
I'm screaming rest in peace, Griselda Blanco
I got that Justin Bieber please believe it
I ate
a
Motherfucker ain't that sweet
Why I'm deep with the kids
Like Phish on myspace
Now I'm on your fish scales
Like I hang with Ghostface
They say black don't crack
Shoot a couple head cracks, leave while you up
I'm a fly nigga, my denim vintage
Gold medal around my neck like I won the Olympics
We came from
foul
From the tip of my head to the crack of my ass
She got busy so I called to the crew
You bitches know what to do
Hoes try to front like they
now
i'm only chancing now
a candy coated dream
with hearts and string and angel wings
and her life will fall between
the cracks that follow you and me
dreams
A little crack in reality
Life gets you down, pitch you up
Try to make you stop
Do the things that you love
It's like a bad drug
Gets you down,
back, yeah
I'm in my prime, niggas falling back (okay)
That's right, I'm coming, baby, yeah, hard as crack
Feel me
And that's just what it is, nigga
petit, j'ai la classe
Envoie ta prod je la casse
Look I'm back, y'a comme une odeur de crack
Toute mon équipe fait le taff
On entend tout tes os qui
J'tire
and crack pushers
Prostituting for old pimps who mack hookers
Putting dope in the cook, searching for her vein
Tracks all over her arms, she never felt
to slang crack, or hold tecs, and do the concept
You can't make loot, when your moms is smokin' up the product
I try to tell ya, don't let these streets
Dreamin and leanin on the SLP, hum
Skinny shoes, AMGs, lookin sick
Trap boy, movin that crack with a kick drum
I just got that money, bout a hundred
Tell my
with a spoon in our mouth
Would we still be making fuss about the East and the South
Would we shiver at the robberies, murder and the crack
And thank god
way
That every painful crack of bones
Is a step along the way
Every wrong done is a game plan
To that great and joyful day
And I'm looking
direction
A wealth of moving light, they now seek my disguise
Legs soon crack as they stand above/below
The Exchange:
"Where do you drift from sir? This
The crack of the drum a little child did scare
I can still feel his tiny fingers pressed in my hand
O where do we go now but nowhere
If I could relive one
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