Crackavelli

(album: Crackavelli - 2007)

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...ing 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 linitic, don't get me agravated
Hits that I've walked straghter and never hesitated
Affiliated related somehow associated with the greatest that ever played in my city dawg
I used to want my piece 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...ing 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, haha
I use ta just want now I want your's
Catch 'em at red lights
Kick in they f...ing 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, haha

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 guard dogs, these people got guards dawg
I swear to God I'm not running tell 'em comming if they comming
Stop al they gum bamping know I'm dumping on something
And leaving 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 Square, been there thinking of Young Buck, Pete Gates and Mac Nair
I swear on everything holy to me the only way to stop me is by putting 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 tring ta get robed for your necklace hoe (Haha)
These rappers with diamonds and lexas' looking a lot like lunches and breakfastes'
Yo I'ma have to pay my light bill regardless
Thus explainin why I'm heartless (Haa ha)
7 albums, hundred thousands, local rapped 'em outta towned 'em
Hit 'em hard every swing, reputation's everything
Never came fake or fronted
Gave cash villains 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 playing with bitch
We keep 'em comming, street flavor, murder you with a strap for a piece of paper
Stop now? F...k naw, f...k Stak? F...k ya'll
Stop the presses call the florest, they say he's his pronasouras

I use ta just want now I want your's
Catch 'em at red lights
Kick in they f...ing 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, haha
I use ta just want now I want your's
Catch 'em at red lights
Kick in they f...ing 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, haha