Crhyme Life (Dirty)

Lyrics

Mr. Voodoo - "Crhyme Life" [Emcee(s): Mr. Voodoo] [Producer(s): The Alchemist] [Additional Vocals: The Alchemist] [Intro: Mr. Voodoo] Yeah, yeah. Check it out. I propose to all you rappers out there.  A nine, that is.  Heh. Now lay down [Verse 1: Mr. Voodoo] I spit Pain on wax, turn a hard-rock like 'Caine to crack, trained to jack. The game is stacked Mystique remain intact like Egyptian sculpture Live, eat, shit, sleep the culture, a strict code of Ethics like Hammurabi, old as relics Which Element am I? The criminal one. It's a simple theme Life of crime scheme, treat my hoes like justice Send them in the game blind, holding triple-beams For the cream, it's like we're all fiends, crime- -motivated, one-time most hated. When I was young I was all about my hoes and sons, Criminal Minded Posing with guns like KRS-One I lost innocence, court sentences ate in My grammar, banished, reappear in Alabama, cock The hammers, leave no traces. So deep in the game Me and the D.A. on a first-name basis Lames with no faces run from the chrome Blazes. While you in the comfort of your home My man got shanked in the dome in a fight over The phone a week before he was s'posed to come home. Smoking Bones so the pain is nullified. Guns used to Scare me, now I need them to sleep like lullabies, and if Any man wet me, don't cry. I'm ancestry Plus God blessed me with three seeds to resurrect me. All you Fake thugs? I aim this at you directly Fuck you. I'm from Brooklyn, y'all know where to check me [Hook: Mr. Voodoo] C-R-H-Y-M-E, criminal Activity hold me in captivity. Through My wild days, my short existence, I keep That promise, so you better keep your distance. Listen C-R-H-Y-M-E, criminal Activity hold me in captivity. The finer Things what I mash for, the kind of things In life I want the cash for [Verse 2: Mr. Voodoo] It's like I'm from Cali 'Cause I see through Kurupt eyes Get my loot on like the LA uprise, get my Shoot on all you tough guys 'til I'm holding digits Living plus-sized like swollen bitches Hoes I hit and switch just like they were hydrox' Game hyperbolic, frame brolic, aim Target, Teflon and garlic in my T-E-Cs Put the fight and frolic into an ease, nigga Please, I'm all up in your sleeves, I'm a thief who Believes it's best for you to give to me, receive. Man I see rocks on watches, you're gonna see Glocks, even Want the G-Shocks, strip you down to your socks. Either You have or have-not (Ain't no in-between). I'd rather have Knots, so, for our knots, we're robbing after-hour spots Now it's hot. Gun-power only respect gun-power So I'm putting cowards under flowerpots [Hook: Mr. Voodoo] (x2) C-R-H-Y-M-E, criminal Activity hold me in captivity. Through My wild days, my short existence, I keep That promise, so you better keep your distance. Listen C-R-H-Y-M-E, criminal Activity hold me in captivity. The finer Things what I mash for, the kind of things In life I want the cash for—ain't much to ask for [Interlude: The Alchemist and Mr. Voodoo] The Alchemist: Yeah, mash out. Cats cash out. Full-blast out. C-R-H-Y-M-E, kid. Crhyme Life, son, to the death of me Mr. Voodoo: Yeah, yeah, Crhyme Life. C-R-H-Y-M-E to the death of me and the death of you. Ain't no doubt. Check it out [Bridge: Mr. Voodoo and (The Alchemist)] We got My man Big TIM up in your house (Yes) Ka and Kev up in your house (Yes) L-Swift up in your house (Yes) A-Butta up in your house (Yes) Trev Better (What?), Alchemist (Peace) David, Dante, Stimulated Dummies Leaving other niggas bummy, getting money [Outro: Mr. Voodoo and (The Alchemist)] We wet you and smile like that. (Hahaha) Young people's day-camp t-shirt, you know'm saying? Brooklyn up in your house like that