Me, Myself, and I

[cracka]

my lryics like crack thats why they call me crack'a

quick to smack a slack'a or a hesitant jack'a,

now or later is the flavor'a can i do you a favor'a,

like flav time you save'a n dont get played'a,

you'll know mothafucka when i come to play ya,

there is no safe now so back down or beat down,

im gettin to the street now can you handle the heat pal,

cause its cookin the kitchen in the livin room to,

i always bust threw aim my shit straight at you,

i like to talk shit, i like to spit shit,

fuck it lets just all get lit.

me myself and i always tryin to get high,

when you see me roll by smoke clouds to the sky,

then you start to wonder why do i have to look clean,

and then you try get mean and try to stick me for my cream,

but ill bust my beam have you bleedin inbetween,

all ya bodys seams now im sleepin from the screams,

havin dreams of wastin lames,

shoot you in the brains till mental matter rains,

chubz and koolaid equvalent to sand grains,

im straight from champaign so no need to explain,

the way that i sustain the mundane conditions off ya manes,

im rippin off ya chains high like crack in ya veins!

Edited May 21, 2008 by cracka

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