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Lyrics to Crackavelli : And now with no further adue Allow me to introduce first Crackavelli The Boss has gotten worse (ha ha) Don't get the paremedic get a hurse Pull up to the hole, put that bitch off in reverse I try to murder 'em with every verse I've done a million shows never rehersed it comes natural, I'm a natural, you're a casual Tee if you even think about F* **in' with me I've came time and Time again and again off the top of the mind i didn't require a pen I only wrote when it was premeditated a mad man lniitic, don't get me agravated Hits that I've walked straghter and never hesitated Afiliated related somehow assosiated with the greatest that ever played in my city dawg I used to want my peice of the pie now i want it all I use ta just want now i want your's catch 'em at red lights Kick in they F* **in' doors make 'em get on the floor and tell ya where it's at and when they ask who sent ya tell 'em Big Stak mak [repeat] It ain't even safe to have your kids in the car 'cause these fakers know you paid and they know where you are and where you live at, what kind of life is that motion censors and gaurd dogs, these people got gaurds dawg I swear to God I'm not runnin' tell 'em commin' if they commin' stop al they Gum bampin' Know i'm dumpin' on somethin' and leavin' empty rounds all over the ground, you can say one thing But Stak, I put it down I held Tennessee down on the west coast when you don't go no further left without being in the ocean Time Squre, Been there thinkin' of Young Buck, Pete Gates and Mac Nair I swear on everything holy to me the only way to stop me is by puttin' holes through me ya hoes to me, I ain't scared nereone of ya'll and you gonna F* ** around and make my people burry one a ya'll We can start a label an call body snatchers be the reason they don't show up at the party after the show, man i don't need no extra doe, you ain;t trin' ta get robed for your necklece hoe (ha ha) These rappers with dimonds and lexas' lookin' a lot like lunches and breakfastes' Yo Ima have to pay my light bill regaurdless Thus explainin why I'm heartless (Haa Ha) 7 Albums, Hunderd thousands, Local rapped 'em outa towned 'em Hit 'em hard every swing, reputaition's everything Never came fake or fronted gave cash villians what they wanted Anthems, bangers heated sh*t Imataters Eat a D**k This the the click that started the whole Sh*t, who you really thought you was playin' with Bitch We keep 'em commin', Street Flavor, Murder you with a strap for a peice of paper Stop now? F* *k Naw, F* *k Stak? F* *k Ya'll. Stop the presses call the Florest they sya he's his pronasouras. [Chorus x2] (ha ha) (Thanks to Jay for these lyrics) [ Crackavelli Lyrics on http://www.lyricsmania.com/ ]
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