Conway The Machine, Jae Skeese, 7xvethegenius - Crack in the Nineties lyrics

Break the brick up in little pieces
All my guns is Middle Eastern
I'ma continue feastin'
 I ain't finished eatin'  (Facts)
Lemon squeeze'll have you sent to Jesus
With a pen I been elite
Will send my delinquents to run up
In the precinct (Uh, huh)
Been on the street shit since the prices was
On some eighteen a ki' shit
You don't want smoke, you wanna tweet shit
(Ha ha haha) , look
Push the Cullinan through the ghetto
On some Meek shit
With a R&B chick that I'm 'bout
To go sink my teeth in (Ha)
New chrome MAC, I hit him
Heard a few bones crack
That killer shit, my whole crew on that
Niggas throwin' rocks at my throne
I just shoot chrome back


Trust me, my gun go off
That's a true known fact
(Boom, boom, boom, boom, boom, boom)
Brought my hood bitch to Cali
And she flew home packed (Ha)
You could be eatin' too, my nigga
But you don't stack (You eatin' too)
Two-tone 'Bach, not a rental, I do own that
(Cap) in the booth
I'm livin' proof like I'm Group Home Dap
(Talk to 'em)
Gave the homie a few more stacks
He sendin' bullets through your hat
(Boom, boom)
He swing the stick like Pujols' bat
(Ha ha haha)
AMG, G Wagen, you know who drove that
We do those matte
We shoot poles into your back (Brr)
And don't you dare run, uh
We shoot pole into your back
(Boom, boom, boom, boom, boom, boom
Boom, boom, boom, boom) , look
Bust down, Byzantine link, ice in the cross
Is like flawless, wire crosses (Huh)
Killer hit him close range
Drained his life forces
Blood on his white Forces (Cap)
The smell of the corpse rottin'
Made him quite nauseous
Bro got bundles of white
Toss it out the window
While I get the blue and whites off us, nigga
(Throw that shit, nigga)
A hundred thousand for a show
That's a nice offer, machine
(Yo yo, yo yo, uh, yo yo, check)

For the paper
I coordinate a play with no Xs and Os
(Uh, huh) his profession is flows
They deadly like when weapons explode
(Brrah) i know some niggas talkin' down
Who hit consecutive lows (Uh, huh)
While gradually, my decimals rose, like
Fans in the stands, section
And rows when exitin' shows (Come on)
Stare me down and you get picked off
Like corners when expectin' the throws
(Ha ha haha) carnivorous when spittin' it
I split the flesh from the bones (Uh, huh)
They gas him like indigestion
When ingestin' his poems (Talk that talk)
That's food for thought
Non-genetically modified
My headspace is classified
Not heavily occupied (yeah, grrah)
The shit I'm draftin'
Not even Mel Kiper could make a mock of mines
(Never) it's hard to get clear
Like Concord 11 soles that's oxidized (Ha)
I'm dope personified, see
My drive is vehicular homicide
The playin' field will never be level
'cause we are not aligned (Nah)
I seen things on the east
Side that left me traumatized
My stories authentic, you gotta honor mine
It's slaughter time
That's word to Myers and Voorhees
I been grindin' for more things, like
A Rollie and Porsche keys, look
(Let's get it)
Of course he's bossed and boss
Cross with the raw gleam
Every song that I'm on get charbroiled
The god's mean (Talk that talk)
I'm young Revolver Ocelot clappin'
At Solid Snake my brain as sharp as surgical
Scalpels when I operate (Ha)
At seventeen
All I prayed for was pussy and Aqua 8s
Now blue faces all in my pockets
They overpopulate
I got it straight, 10K for a
Verse, that's a modest play, i oughta say
(Huh, huh)

I need 'bout eighty for a feature now (Look)
Raised by a hustler, bitch
You should try and talk me down (Uh)
I was in the hood beggin' for
Hope and they were not around (No)
Now I'm sellin' crack and servin'
Dope and sendin' chopper sounds (Uh)
Need me like the Pope, I sell 'em soap
Still they a block around (Uh)
Slave like talkin' Jesus, like the boat, wait
My kitchen got a load and it reeks
Right next to the grease (Uh)
We fry fish a Friday a week
We told the police
If I should die from holdin' a ki'
My soldiers'll keep (Uh)
Swear, I ain't ever told 'em a peep
I profit in sleep
Me, you know the smell when the stove on
He positively at 'em like a proton
That's stiff with the batter like crowbar
(Stiff with the batter, nigga)
It's my turn, I learned to hustle
I earned it (Uh)
Know the smell of coke burnin'
Like a unclean furnace (Unclean furnace)
Told myself that I'd be different
Tried ownin' a business (Shit)
But, shit, i wrote my by laws from what
I learned in them trenches (Damn)
I can't get a street nigga
Out my rich-ass interest
You won't get a brick from me, nigga
'less your bitch-ass sniff it
('Less your bitch-ass sniff it)
Ever seen a quarter in cash
Just sittin' in stash? (Huh)
Wrist water, make a big splash
Brick takin' a bath (Huh)
Don't let these niggas make you
Think we don't play
Get him robbed at a ménage
Just for thinkin' we gay (Nah)
Tryna make it out the cold, hittin' roads
Splittin' toes
It's understood, gotta get lows to hit goals
(Uh) i come in the booth and question the
Truth of who you think the greatest (Look)
I'm testin' the proof 'cause most of
These dudes should've kept their latest
(They should've kept that shit)
I love when a hater get a shooter
(Uh) , I lose a dollar
You lose your medulla (Facts)
Then I go and make a play in Ashtabula (Uh)
I'm shinin' like I'm Kent or Rick the Ruler
(Uh) so much blow pitched on the low
It's like a tuba (Ha ha ha)
This crack, you ain't shit but a consumer
(Uh) i rap like I'm sick or got a tumor (Uh)
Relapse when I hit you with this blue one
(Uh)
Relax when that stick goes by my shooter
(Wait)
This pack kept you sit up like a doula
Shit fire like Azula (Woo)
Lord, I mean
I'm only followin' the steps you're ordering
(Ordering)
Don't really think they understand
What your daughter means way different
(Go) , I'ma shoot shots (Go)
Blake Griffin (Go)
I'm Medusa, my praise different
Bitch, east side, I was raised different
7xve