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Crack

"Crack" Lyrics by Lupe Fiasco

[Verse 1: Lupe Fiasco]

I got that killer shit, I got that killer shit

Killer shit

Villainous hero don’t give a shit

Hancock, Will Smith

Adrenaline, with a twist

Take pride that I’m so Chi

These young bucks just a nuisance

To my sidekicks

This shit here like magic

Yeah, this here like magic

Abracadabra: rabbits

No hook but so hooked

Take a crack at my habits

Neutron but too bomb

Did it all with no tablets

It’s a write off if it costs right

Get your light blue

Then the off white

[Hook: Chris Brown]

I ain’t fucking with you come on, noooo

Baby all you wanna do is hit it, hit it

Get it, get it, get it

Make me lose my mind girl

I can see it, I ain’t fucking with you

Come on, noooo, yeah-eh

Baby all you wanna do is hit it, hit it

Get it – bang, bang, bang

Fuck me real good tell me that you’ll never let me go

[Verse 2: Lupe Fiasco]

No fares, dope fiends

Don’t try that nose sting

Police rushed in

And they red lights, they got rocks and

Code D, codeine

On that James Dean, call it James Dean

Say watch that, watch that

You might die driving the same thing

Same thing, same thing, whoop whoop – see that shit?

Triple entendre no accident

Might crash trying to catch this shit

Contact if you catch a whiff

All contact that I catch adrift

That I kick-block, then stop, on ken dot

Trying to stack of bricks

Like 10 rocks crush it up and don’t touch it up

While you uppercut

Shoryuken fuck it up

Nigga let ’em hit it raw

Send it through your system through a car antenna

[?] with a glass dick up in her jaw

[Hook: Chris Brown]

I ain’t fucking with you come on, noooo

Baby all you wanna do is hit it, hit it

Get it, get it, get it

Make me lose my mind girl

I can see it, I ain’t fucking with you

Come on, noooo, yeah-eh

Baby all you wanna do is hit it, hit it

Get it – bang, bang, bang

Fuck me real good tell me that you’ll never let me go

[Verse 3: Lupe Fiasco]

Higher from the back, fire from the top

Fire to the buyer to the tryer of the rock

Supplier to the buyer to the driver of the drop

Lighter to the higher, to the writer to the cops

Lighter to the pipe or set fire to the crops

Freebase crack rock

Supply it worldwide when they fire at the box

Police raid, trap hot

Police state, black plot

Drier than the fire so theres violence a lot

Price is going higher so they’re firing the shots

Die or don’t survive, it’s survival of the block

That’s your girl, I could X that, by any means, I get it clean

One last hit, and that’s it, she won’t act it, can’t intervene

[Hook: Chris Brown]

I ain’t fucking with you come on, noooo

Baby all you wanna do is hit it, hit it

Get it, get it, get it

Make me lose my mind girl

I can see it, I ain’t fucking with you

Come on, noooo, yeah-eh

Baby all you wanna do is hit it, hit it

Get it – bang, bang, bang

Fuck me real good tell me that you’ll never let me go

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