Crack

Pyrex vison I’m all in the kitchen Stirring, whipping up a brand new edition Tryin’a transition, pot to the stove Stove to the pot, but I’m feeling writer’s block Nah, I can’t chop it It’s gotta be pure We cook the verse until it comes out mature Gotta know your limit It’s too raw to kick it Addictive Every line of mine, you can sniff it I mix it with soda Then slice it with the razor Straight off the scale, watch me put it on the paper Wrap it up in plastic and ship it through the customs A lot of dope rhymes I’m on the grind and I’m hustlin’ Not the white powder Or the darkest hour I’m in the booth every day, all types of hours Searching for the fame Plus the money and the power This game is ours And my clique’s the dopest Step into my kitchen and listen This isn’t dinner I’m fixin’ It’s your prescription I’m cooking crack See, I got a penchant for fixin’ Delicious dishes You gon’ be itchin’ to get it Because it’s crack Then the minute you get it You gon’ be twitchin’ and sniffin’ And trippin’, asking what is this But it’s just crack ‘Cause I’m on a mission To get you hooked on the shit that I’m pitchin’ There ain’t no clinic for this It’s crack It got me going crazy, searching for a hit Got these snow bunnies doing rails of my shit Rhymes you can’t kick Yes, I go hard The spit’s addictive, call me Esco-bars Got DJs in their drawers, cut-cutting up the mix Sixteen to a pound, but I move it by the bricks You’re fiending for a fix, I cut another line Bottomless supply, plus I’m always on my grind This is cocaine caviar Fiends babble, jabber-jaw Give that rehab a call, you’ll need it after half a bar Pack a bag, travel on Crack song Babylon Feeling like you’re standing tall Out of body - Avatar Step on it or slam it raw Entering euphoric bliss Got you pawning all your shit So you can afford a fix Asking to be on a track with me Careful what you fucking wish I’m on the corner hustlin’ You’re next to me, but sucking dicks Step into my kitchen and listen This isn’t dinner I’m fixin’ It’s your prescription I’m cooking crack See, I got a penchant for fixin’ Delicious dishes You gon’ be itchin’ to get it Because it’s crack Then the minute you get it You gon’ be twitchin’ and sniffin’ And trippin’, asking what is this But it’s just crack ‘Cause I’m on a mission To get you hooked on the shit that I’m pitchin’ There ain’t no clinic for this It’s crack Just call me Heisenberg, Walter White with verbs Cooking blue ice verses out of rhyming words And I don’t know what kind of fucking lies you’ve heard About Prhyme Suspect, like I’m just white, suburban But you come and try to serve on Alumni turf You better bring your best work, or you might get murdered Got you pussies pissing in your diapers, nervous ‘Cause we don’t give a shit about your stripes, they’re worthless ‘Round here, you bite, you get sniped on purpose And even you’ll be crying, like, I deserve it Hitman for hire, you can buy this service Not a violent person, unless the price is perfect Already got two strikes, facing life the third, but Shit, killing you in front of people might be worth it We got that hard white, like dried up bird shit So put The A inside your glass pipe and burn this Crack Step into my kitchen and listen This isn’t dinner I’m fixin’ It’s your prescription I’m cooking crack See, I got a penchant for fixin’ Delicious dishes You gon’ be itchin’ to get it Because it’s crack Then the minute you get it You gon’ be twitchin’ and sniffin’ And trippin’, asking what is this But it’s just crack ‘Cause I’m on a mission To get you hooked on the shit that I’m pitchin’ There ain’t no clinic for this It’s crack --- Crack - Alumni