Crack ’Em

Lyrics

Hook: CRACK let me at 'em let me at 'em let me at 'em So I CRACK let me at 'em let me at 'em let me at 'em [Verse 1: Low M.B.] The Bottom made it to this shit not to be tooken out And for you fools who let us in good lookin' out Now let us make our doe don't want no one enforce this Lookin' out for all our niggas who support this And for you motherfuckers waitin' for that break up The Bottom is creepin' to the top you better wake up Because an obstacle is not impossible We'll go over or crawl under like a rock-a-roach And don't you ever think you fools are gonna play us Because again not even Raid couldn't fade us I fought us in and now we goin' for that platinum Comin' back with album two you know we crackin' 'em Hook (x3) [Verse 2: Bust Stop] In 1983 we was upstate We wasn't thinkin' about parole we had x-dates I put the pen to the paper to free my mind So once a nigga get released I gotta get mine I never knew I had to struggle in this industry Bus Stop rockin' the mic? They said it couldn't be So in the meantime in between time I kept writting in the hall where it's cold Cause I couldn't stop fightin' Five years later I hit the streets I found my niggas we got it together, formed O.F.T.B We had to come up with some money cause the shit costs (Who broke it off?) My nigga G.T. and the motherfuckin' boss We made song after song for the bitches and the homies While y'all was at home lookin' at videos of the phonies Now the Bottom's comin' back with a killing flow So make room for a nigga on Death Row And let us... Hook Talking: Project kids three niggas living on the edge In other words we're damn near dead But hunters don't choke we go for broke And y'all thought it was over [Verse 3: Flipside] They say it ain't over till the fat lady sings Well, that ho don't know nothin' about the noise that I bring Let that ho rock that note and I'm a killer her (kill her) If that snipe got hype off that Miller Tickin' like time bomb (BOOM) I'm dangerous straight outta Watts, you motherfuckers can't fuck with us Come around and get beat down or either shot down In other words don't fuck around I'm stressin' to the max, I'm stressin' to the max I knew I shouldn't have signed that motherfuckin' contract But all I wanted to do was put my voice on a track Never thought my album hit a flip flop fag A flip flop gag a flip flop fag They let a nigga for dead but we got against that They put me on a shelf, they put me on a shelf They said I'm going to court but they already left So tackin' a rapper a nigga had no patience I'm crackin' motherfuckers with no hesitation Hook