CRACK IN THE STREET

Crack in the street, too much heat
I can't get no relief
It's gonna run you down to the ground
'Til you can't make another sound

Crack in the street, too much heat
I can't get no relief
It's gonna run you down to the ground
'Til you can't make another sound

Every heat in the laps with enough street caps
To make that mistake gun claps no daps
To make fools of an enemy hustler
Bustler just to make a buster trust her
Take a permanent nap now I got a backpack
At the pad with the rad semiautomatic fad
Of these kids with mad dreams fiending for the stream of
Greenbacks snatched from the midst of adolescence
With no repentance shorty call the crew back
Ain't no amount of crack gonna get your life back
Told you once I'm the mack of this game
Slap you with the shame same

Crack in the street, too much heat
I can't get no relief
It's gonna run you down to the ground
'Til you can't make another sound

Crack in the street, too much heat
I can't get no relief
It's gonna run you down to the ground
'Til you can't make another sound

Laid back I'm the mack don't hate just get a sack
Of the doja I told ya I'd be back you know me 6'5" live
At the wide down electric its hectic its misfits with no business
Get ya hustle move on we at the long beach side of the song
I'm the bomb funkadelic if I tell it be too nasty she asked me
Yo you know where I could get that rock from?
Talk about prolifically said you no go in the side of the snow
Cook it up and rocked talking automatic walkin' talkin' crazy shiznit
Get with bizzel trick I nizzell slick substance

Crack in the street, too much heat
I can't get no relief
It's gonna run you down to the ground
'Til you can't make another sound

Crack in the street, too much heat
I can't get no relief
It's gonna run you down to the ground
'Til you can't make another sound

It's not the roughness just the justice
I just want to get the rough biz but my cousin
Lives in that same insane the same vein
Like a thief addicted to relief hell steal the seat
From under your peeps it's the old school pimp flow
Just to let you know know
I do get the dough dough oh so opposite
Of slow soul so I get a runnin' of a dozen
Sacks of that soul substance jack
Now my backs tweaked deep like a knife
In the back of another crackhead beds made might sleep
But I thought I saw these fools creep
After me in the laid back chevy that's heavy

Crack in the street, too much heat
I can't get no relief
It's gonna run you down to the ground
'Til you can't make another sound

Crack in the street, too much heat
I can't get no relief
It's gonna run you down to the ground
'Til you can't make another sound

She got a big big belly messin' with this kid named Delly
Pumpin' sytems with that Nelly now you damned smelly
Can't get no relief in the crack strewn streets now my peace
Is this piece that I keep with me on the daily gotta fight like Israeli
Soldiers I told ya I hold the head of my man fed lead in his system
Two in the leg one in the chest no protection no resurrection
For this chosen direction perfection this lesson is lessened by these
Same seeds guessin' get life lessons from the grip of a gun
And it ain't no fun runnin' these streets tryin' to get relief

Crack in the street, too much heat
I can't get no relief
It's gonna run you down to the ground
'Til you can't make another sound

Crack in the street, too much heat
I can't get no relief
It's gonna run you down to the ground
'Til you can't make another sound