gonna crack get used to it don't say you won't cause you know that you're gonna crack look back and crack and in fact you may have already cracked
this is working Finally, this is life Finally, this is working Finally, this is life In comes the crack And everything falls apart In comes the bowl, nice ?? Then comes the crack
Traduzione: Big Black. Crack.
to die Cuz if you Black and believe in gettin licked Then you believe in getting fried Snatched from floor by officer Town's and one of his punk boys? Got crack
(feat. Black Rob, Kain, Loon, Mark Curry) [Black Rob] They said that I'm a Rottweiler And I'm from the Rottweiler house, the Rottweiler New York [Loon
black crowd What it's like to be black and proud In a world where white is right but not tonight This is a black man's might I heard a sister say she
to make do', love to spit flows Whether rain sleet or snow, like Black Rob on Whoa Ten G's a show, if you ask for promo What's up Big H.A.W.K., well the
A bad boy like Dennis, classified a menace I spread like anthrax, the Benz is black on black I dominate like Shaq, Air Force Ones and throwbacks I spit lyrical crack
ass without the zoom I'm gangsta, baby don't you know we keep the heaters hot Summertime, when we grind bumpin on yo block In the club smokin trees, drinkin hennessey Crack
't know me like that, that's why in God we trust Your fairy tale dreams watchin' "Days of Our Lives" While I'm livin' on a hill, with thirteen wives Little big
day And runnin from the police, that's right Mama catch me, put a whoopin to my backside And even as a crack fiend, mama You always was a black queen,
other That's my motherfuckin brother, so Dave Duke, run for cover And all the bitches from the Klan Come feel the wrath of a black man that doesn't smoke crack
that's a motherfuckin' brother So save two, run for cover And other bitches from the clan Come feel the wrath of a black man that doesn't smoke crack
Thug Life nigga and we all strapped I been through, Hell and back, and if I, fell black then it's, back to the corner where we sell crack Some of you
finally get to be at peace? On these streets ain't no peace, shell-shocked souls makin money off of crack sales, young black males Unable to change cause
, one day And runnin from the police, that's right Mama catch me, put a whoopin to my backside And even as a crack fiend, mama You always was a black
love to point the finger {*1} {*2} Boom boom boom on your black ass, bitch {*1} {*2} Niggaz love to point the finga Boom boom boom on your black ass
strive singularize we reflect in the mirrors The prophecy is clear Niggaz lock n load disappear Strategize with no fear Waging war for years The crack game wasn't big