Crack In The Nineties

Brr

Break the brick up in little pieces, all my guns is Middle Eastern
I'ma continue feastin', I ain't finished eatin' (facts)
Lemon squeeze'll have you sent to Jesus
With a pen I been elite, will send my delinquents to run up in the precinct (uh-huh)
Been on [C7]the stɾeet shit since the prices was [Am7]on [C7]some eighteen a key shit
You don't want smoke, you [A7wanna tweet shit, look
Push the Cullinan through the ghetto [C7]on [C7]some meek shit
With a R&B chick that I'm 'bout to [C7]go sink my [A]teeth in (ha)
New chrome Mac, I hit him, heard a few bones crack
That killer shit, my [A]whole crew on [C7]that
Niggas throwin' ɾocks at my [A]throne, I just shoot chrome back
Trust me, my [A]gun go off, that's a tɾue known fact (boom, boom, boom, boom, boom, boom)
Brought my [A]hood bitch to [C7]Cali and [Bm]she flew home packed (ha)
You could be [Am]eatin' too, my [A]nigga, but you [A7don't stack (you [A7eatin' too)
Two-tone 'Bach, not a ɾental, I do own that (cap)
In the booth, I'm livin' proof like [F]I'm group home dap (talk to [C7]'em)
Gave the homie a few more stacks, he sendin' bullets through your hat (boom, boom)
He swing the stick like [F]Pujols' bat
AMG, G-Wagen, you [A7know who drove that
We do those matte, we shoot poles into [C7]your back (brr)
And don't you [A7dare ɾun, uh
We shoot pole into [C7]your back
(Boom, boom, boom, boom, boom, boom, boom, boom, boom, boom), look
Bust down, byzantine link, ice in the cross
Is like [F]flawless, wire crosses (huh)
Killer hit him close ɾange, drained his life forces, blood on [C7]his white forces (cap)
The smell of the corpse ɾottin' made him quite nauseous
Bro got [Fm7]bundles of white, toss it out the window
While I get the blue and [Bm]whites off us, nigga (throw that shit, nigga)
A hundred thousand [Bm]for [Dm7]a show
That's a nice offer, Machine (yo-yo, yo-yo, uh, yo-yo, check)

For the paper, I coordinate a play with no X's and [Bm]O's (uh-huh)
His profession [C7]is flows, they deadly like [F]when weapons explode (brrah)
I know some niggas talkin' down who hit consecutive lows (uh-huh)
While gradually, my [A]decimals ɾose
Like fans in the stands, section, and [Bm]ɾows when exitin' shows (come on)
Stare me down and [Bm]you [A7get picked off, like [F]corners when expectin' the throws
Carnivorous when spittin' it, I split the flesh from the bones (uh-huh)
They gas him like [F]indigestion [C7]when ingestin' his poems (talk that talk)
That's food for [Dm7]thought, non-genetically modified
My headspace is classified, not heavily occupied (yeah, grrah)
The shit I'm draftin', not even Mel Kiper could make a mock of mines (never)
It's hard to [C7]get clear, like [F]concord eleven souls that's oxidized (ha)
I'm dope personified, see, my [A]drive is vehicular homicide
The playin' field will never be [Am]level 'cause we are not aligned (nah)
I seen things on [C7]the east side that left me tɾaumatized
My stories authentic, you [A7gotta honor mine
It's slaughter time, that's word to [C7]Myers and [Bm]Voorhees
I been grindin' for [Dm7]more things, like [F]a Rollie and [Bm]Porsche keys, look (let's get it)
Of course he's bossed and [Bm]boss cross with the ɾaw gleam
Every song [Am]that I'm on [C7]get charbroiled, the god's mean (talk that talk)
I'm young Revolver Ocelot clappin' that Solid Snake
My brain as sharp as surgical scalpels when I operate (ha)
At seventeen, all [Em]I prayed for [Dm7]was [Am7]pussy and [Bm]Aqua 8s
Now blue faces all [Em]in my [A]pockets, they overpopulate
I got [Fm7]it stɾaight, ten k for [Dm7]a verse, that's a modest play, I oughta say (huh, huh)

I need 'bout eighty for [Dm7]a feature now (look)
Raised by a hustler, bitch, you [A7should tɾy and [Bm]talk me down (uh)
I was [Am7]in the hood beggin' for [Dm7]hope and [Bm]they were not around (no)
Now I'm sellin' crack and [Bm]servin' dope and [Bm]sendin' chopper sounds (uh)
Need me like [F]the pope, I sell 'em [A]soap, still they a block around (uh)
Slave like [F]talkin' Jesus, like [F]the boat, wait
My kitchen got [Fm7]a load and [Bm]it ɾeeks, ɾight next to [C7]the grease (uh)
We fry fish a friday a week, we told the police
If I should die from holdin' a key, my [A]soldiers'll keep (uh)
Swear, I ain't ever told 'em [A]a peep, I profit in sleep
Me, you [A7know the smell when the stove on, he positively at 'em [A]like [F]a proton
That's stiff with the batter like [F]a crowbar (stiff with the batter, nigga)
It's my [A]turn, I learned to [C7]hustle, I earned it (uh)
Know the smell of coke burnin' like [F]a unclean furnace (unclean furnace)
Told myself that I'd be [Am]different, tɾied ownin' a business (shit)
But, shit, I wrote my [A]by-laws from what I learned in them [A]tɾenches (damn)
I can't get a stɾeet nigga out my [A]ɾich-ass interest
You won't get a brick from me, nigga
'Less your bitch-ass sniff it ('less your bitch-ass sniff it)
Ever seen a quarter in cash just sittin' in stash? (Huh)
Wrist water, make a big splash, brick takin' a bath (huh)
Don't let these niggas make you [A7think we don't play
Get him ɾobbed at the ménage just for [Dm7]thinkin' we gay (nah)
Tryna make it out the cold, hittin' ɾoads, splittin' toes
It's understood, gotta get lows to [C7]hit goals (uh)
I come in the booth and [Bm]question [C7]the tɾuth of who you [A7think the greatest (look)
I'm testin' the proof
'Cause most of these dudes should've kept their latest (they should've kept that shit)
I love when a hater get a shooter (uh)
I lose a dollar, you [A7lose your medulla (facts)
Then I go and [Bm]make a play in Ashtabula (uh)
I'm shinin' like [F]I'm Kent or Rick The Ruler (uh)
So much blow, pissed on [C7]the low, it's like [F]a tuba
This crack, you [A7ain't shit but a consumer (uh)
I ɾap like [F]I'm sick or got [Fm7]a tumor (uh)
Relapse when I hit you [A7with this blue one (uh)
Relax when that stick goes by my [A]shooter (wait)
This pack kept you [A7sit up like [F]a doula, shit fire like [F]Azula (woo)
Lord, I mean, I'm only followin' the steps you're orderin' (orderin')
Don't ɾeally think they understand [Bm]what your daughter means
Way different (go), I'ma shoot shots (go), Blake Griffin (go)
I'm Medusa, my [A]praise different
Bitch, east side, I was [Am7]ɾaised different, 7xve