Crack `em lyrics

Artist  : O.f.t.b. 
Song : Crack `em



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  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

Although about a million to this sh*t 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 enfore
this
Lookin' out for all our niggas who support this
And for you motherfucers 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 three you know we crackin'
'em

Hook  (x3)

In 1983 we was upstate
We wasn't thinkin' about parole we had x-dates
I put the P into paper to free my mind
Once a nigga get released I gotta get mine
I never knew I had to struggle in this industry
But stop rockin' the mic they said it couldn't be
So in the meantime the inbetween time
I kept writting in the hall where it's cold 
Cause I couldn't sto fight
Five years later I hit the streets 
I found my niggas we got it together flowin' on
T.V.
We had to come up with some money cause the sh*t
costs
(Who broke it off?) My nigga G.T. and the
motherf**kin' boss
 
We made song after song for the bit*hes and the
homies
While y'all was at home lookin' at videos of the
phonies
Now the Bottom is 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

They say it ain't over till the fat lady sings
What that hoe don't know nothin' about the noise
that I bring
Let that hoe 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 up watch you motherf**kers
can't f**k with us
Come around and get beat down or either shot down

In other words don't f**k around
I'm stressin' to the max I'm stressin' to the max
I knew I shouldn't of signed that motherf**kin'
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 sound they put me on a sound
They said I'm gonna rule but they already left
So tackin' a rapper a nigga had no patience
I'm crackin' motherf**kers with no hesitation

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