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jid - crack sandwich lyrics
lyrics from vans sidestripe session
[intro]
look, yeah, uh, look
[verse 1]
you can tell a n_gga like me ain’t never have had sh_t
r.i.p., i miss my dawgs like mike vic
zombies in that midnight fog [them bars?]
gon’ fall victim to a gun brawl started over some b_tches, huh
n_ggas trippin’, they takin’ whatever’s given
the irony when a n_gga’s starvin’, gotta grip the biscuit
jump the fence, empty all the dishes out ya kitchen
if you witness it, then cl!ck, cl!ck, cl!ck, and they spill the grits
feel the kick, f_ck a fair catch k!ller, who tryna take the hit?
first take all to first base, stephen a. smith was
on the hill, talkin’ sh_t like [?]
o’shannon, sharp_shootin’ off the—
and if i gotta bring it to you cowards then it’s gonna be quick
put in my ten thousand hours while the clock still ticks
zone 6, five fingers with the “suck my d_ck”
me and easy was slap_boxin’, n_gga bust my lip
start fightin’, lil’ brother on some tough guy sh_t
but if you did me wrong, he on some “what’s right?” sh_t
bust a left, feel the pressure like the bus pipe drip
blood red rum sippin’, they ain’t cut like this
mama said, “when you fall, stand up, be the bandage”
“i ain’t got cheeseburger money, make a sandwich”
“why you bein’ bad? see ya dad, get your ass whipped”
seven crackhead bad kids in a caravan, yeah
[interlude]
somebody involved in stealin’, it’s on, it wasn’t
it’s gon’ be so bad, yeah
when the girl went off on [?]
the girl went off on precious
the girl went off on precious and [?] went in
no, [?] said, “oh, for real, i’ll see you when you get outside
exactly, exactly
that’s okay, my fault, my fault, my fault
for real? no, no, no, no, stop, stop, stop, stop—
look, check, look
[verse 2]
you can tell a n_gga like me ain’t met a n_gga like me
metaphysical things seen in dreams, what you believe?
you bleed and i bleed and draw blood
i’m a f_ckin’ artiste, artist with a gun
i can give my world peace, give your world ether
big d_ck or grief, i can give your girl either
she could be the, be the collapse of a kingdom
but king’s gotta peep the seat, word to caesar
remind me to keep receipts, y’all sh_t weak
and i’m sorry that that bullsh_t leaked
see the volumes, it speaks to your broke speakers
n_ggas breakin’ they back tryna promote some sh_t that ain’t even dope
they ask for my coat when i walk in the door
god flow, i don’t walk on the floor
god knows y’all hoes, y’all shows ain’t pack in the door
crack in the floor, i don’t even know if n_ggas rappin’ no more, come on
[bridge]
’round in my city (okay), i am my shooter
mindin’ my business, i am not you
’round in my city, i am my shooter
mindin’ my business, i am not you
’round in my city, i am my shooter
mindin’ my business, i am not you
’round in my city (uh), i am my shooter (look)
mindin’ my business (uh, look), how about you?
i do it for…
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