Hell Razah

Hell Razah - Crack Baby Cradles lyrics

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Ladies and gentlemen, Renaissance Child

We burn rosters and rap labels, when I burp

It's a volcano, I spit lava since the lunch table

From the grave to the baby cradle

I have your favorite rapper handicapped and disable

You like a stepson, I help raise you, disrespectful

And unthankful, to everything that your pops gave you

See this rap shit is half snitching

Feds listening so what's the difference

They point you out and they give descriptions

Just labelled it the music business

Same shit got the youth addicted

It's bullet holes in the kitchen when the dope was missing

Coke sniffing in the board room of Richard Nixon

Too many hitmen, don't trust chaffeurs

We snuff bugs in your Range Rover, and put wires on your gang of soldiers

Nextel got your cell tap, it got cameras where we sell crack

In the ghetto where the wealth's at

It's too bad, cause they held back

We came strapped like Geronimo Black

Knock 'em down like dominos, where niggas love following cats

They Power Rulez or they Crips, but we Lost Hebrews

Black Jews in the jungle, cause it's famine of food

Niggas looking at me wrong, cause I'm handing them jewels

I'm like a wiseman stranded on a planet of fools

The cannon'll move when niggas understanding my shoes

Back up, Raze' and Rubix Cube

And I ain't really gon' fuck with this dude, nigga

Get it right, man

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