O.F.T.B. - Crack 'Em lyrics

CRACK let me at 'em let me
At 'em let me at 'em
So I CRACK let me at 'em let
Me at 'em let me at 'em

The Bottom made it to this shit
Not to be tooken out
And for you fools who let
Us in good lookin' out
Now let us make our doe don't
Want no one enforce this
Lookin' out for all our
Niggas who support this
And for you motherfuckers waitin'
For that break up
The Bottom is creepin' to the
Top you better wake up
Because an obstacle is not impossible
We'll go over or crawl
Under like a rock-a-roach
And don't you ever think you
Fools are gonna play us
Because again not even Raid couldn't fade us
I fought us in and now
We goin' for that platinum
Comin' back with album two you
Know we crackin' 'em hook

In 1983 we was upstate
We wasn't thinkin' about parole
We had x dates
I put the pen to the paper to free my mind
So once a nigga get released I gotta get mine
I never knew I had to
Struggle in this industry
Bus Stop rockin' the mic? They
Said it couldn't be
So in the meantime in between time
I kept writting in the hall where it's cold
Cause, I couldn't stop fightin'
Five years later I hit the streets
I found my niggas we got it together
Formed OFTB we had to come up with some
Money cause the shit costs
(Who broke it off?) My nigga
GT and the motherfuckin' boss
We made song after song for
The bitches and the homies
While y'all was at home lookin'
At videos of the phonies
Now the Bottom's comin' back
With a killing flow
So make room for a nigga on Death Row
And let us

Talking:
Project kids three niggas living on the edge
In other words we're damn near dead
But hunters don't choke we go for broke
And y'all thought it was over

They say it ain't over till
The fat lady sings
Well, that ho don't know nothin' about
The noise that I bring
Let that ho rock that note
And I'm a killer her (kill her)
If that snipe got hype off that Miller
Tickin' like time bomb (BOOM)
I'm dangerous straight outta Watts
You motherfuckers can't fuck with us
Come around and get beat down
Or either shot down
In other words don't fuck around
I'm stressin' to the max
I'm stressin' to the max
I knew I shouldn't have
Signed that motherfuckin' contract
But all I wanted to do was
Put my voice on a track
Never thought my album hit a flip flop fag
A flip flop gag a flip flop fag
They let a nigga for dead
But we got against that
They put me on a shelf
They put me on a shelf
They said I'm going to court
But they already left
So tackin' a rapper a nigga had no patience
I'm crackin' motherfuckers with no hesitation