Elite - Crabs In A Bucket lyrics

rate me

Let me paint a picture for you real quick it'll only be a second

If you competition with me listen this could be depressing

I paint a pretty scene when leave present in a dream

Cuttin pictures outa magazines, mean

What I say, say what I mean, got a mean flow

Ego, size of a steam boat, yeah that boy aiight

But he ain't fuckin wit Elite tho

Whole team monsters a mufuckin freak show

Beast mode, beats so knockin feelin like I'm kickin teeth

With a pair of cleats on, be gone

Finna get my feast on, sick of hearin hot rhymes in weak songs

Sicka hearin shots fired when somebody make it we should have a hating holiday the way we celebrate it in America

They love tearing you down

Crabs in a bucket ain't nobody wearing the crowd for long

They ain't wearing the crown for long, wearing the crowd for long, na na na

Fuck it too many crabs in a crabs in a bucket

They ain't wearing the crown for long, wearing the crowd for long, na na na

Fuck it too many crabs in a crabs in a bucket

I used to make beats, yeah I was double R

Yeah I was fuckin raw, I had a couple songs

I made this shit called Shootouts remember that?

Movie score shit bitch I invented that

Pen a rap now too and I'm a 10 at that

Fuck ya bitch and send he back

Give that bitch a bent'd back

Never take her out to dinner I ain't in to that

I just have her makin sounds like she in a tennis match

Ha! six love mark it down, release the hounds on ya better call the pound, shit is lookin dim for ya like inside a lounge, not quite number one yet but somewhere right around

In due time ima get it boy I can't lose

Half white half mexican I'm Cancun

Damn soon the crabs will call for the kings head

You know they hate to see them wings spread. shit

They ain't wearing the crown for long, wearing the crowd for long, na na na

Fuck it too many crabs in a crabs in a bucket

They ain't wearing the crown for long, wearing the crowd for long, na na na

Fuck it too many crabs in a crabs in a bucket

We comin, know you hear them footsteps creepin

Hope before I die, I get a good Knicks season

Gotta keep a smile even though It's misleading

Kill it when I hit it bitch you gon' be grieving

Steven King pussy when I get up in pussy

Put a sonnin on a rookie ya'll just little kids to me

In my own class bitch and I'm alone here

You act bold prolly fold like a lawn chair

Rappers wanna talk funny like Coneheads

Gon' head, sleep, make ya own bed

Old heads prolly lookin over shoulders

What you expected, I'm next thought I told ya boy

They ain't wearing the crown for long, wearing the crowd for long, na na na

Fuck it too many crabs in a crabs in a bucket

They ain't wearing the crown for long, wearing the crowd for long, na na na

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