The Crack Attack(Explicit) - Fat Joe

[02:55.0]The Crack Attack - Fat Joe
[02:55.0]Yea, uhh
[02:55.0]I bet you thought I left you hangin
[02:55.0]Yea yea, yeah
[02:55.0]I bet you thought I left you hangin
[02:55.0]Terror squad again.. long overdue baby
[02:55.0]I-i-i bet you thought I left you hangin
[02:55.0]Don cartagena, bring you the best in hardcore hip-hop
[02:55.0]J-j-joe crack returns bangin
[02:55.0]Yea, uhh
[02:55.0]Yo its the don of rap, sippin cognac, hit you on the back
[02:55.0]With the mac (clak clak) slip you into cardiac
[02:55.0]Its the art of rap at the illest form
[02:55.0]From a killers point of view, who thrives off the area jealous ones
[02:55.0]You could tell its on from my introduction
[02:55.0]Hibernate the junction with killin somethin when you was barely dumpin
[02:55.0]You aint even nuttin to worry about
[02:55.0]I flurried your mouth, with about thirty right in front of your house
[02:55.0]Then Im hurryin out in the expedition, professional hit men
[02:55.0]The vestibule sh*t from the credible disses
[02:55.0]Federals is listenin to my conversations, tapin all the songs Im makin
[02:55.0]Shakin down every ounce of my congregation
[02:55.0]John blazin, raisin the stakes, changin your fate
[02:55.0]Tied up in my basement with a gauge in your face
[02:55.0]Make no mistake, thats how I do my thing
[02:55.0]Blow out a lot of brains, Im sayin, its not a game
[02:55.0]Take these words home and think it through
[02:55.0]Or the next rhyme I write might be about you -- mobb deep
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[02:55.0]Uhh, uhh, yea
[02:55.0]Joe crack takin a l and make tone roll over in his grave, never that
[02:55.0]T.s. got his dreams and discourage the brave, remember that
[02:55.0]I been bustin guns since the infamous days of leather hats
[02:55.0]Varsity sweaters with big letters black
[02:55.0]Pushin the illest whips down fifty-fifth
[02:55.0]Where killers riff, without havin to split phillies and sniff
[02:55.0]And willies who shift jobs from chili willin to leave you stiff
[02:55.0]Fulfillin my biggest wish, in this illegal sh*t
[02:55.0]Quarter maris stay slugger with karats, never offered marriage
[02:55.0]When my corpse is carried my momsll get all my cabbage
[02:55.0]Terror squad is savage, draped in the finest of fabrics
[02:55.0]Floss like its a habit, eight shot up in my louis baggage
[02:55.0]You knew we knew we had you, lay half your crew in gravel
[02:55.0]Caught you slippin with your boo and started shootin at you
[02:55.0]Out of captivity, left relativity
[02:55.0]Now we on the big-ger beat, terror squad trilogy, what?
[02:55.0]Take these words home and think it through
[02:55.0]Or the next rhyme I write might be about you -- mobb deep
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