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crackthesafe – anonymous lyrics

[verse 1: crackthesafe]
they say i gotta stick with the hustle homie
underground, find my shit in the tunnels homie
runnin’ from my past, that’s the struggle..
and we runnin’ out of time, so huddle..
i’m headed to the top i ain’t settlin’
b-tch i feel like escobar ’cause i’m medalin’
i mean medellin, i got that medicine
i got that thc, i mix it with some hennessy (swish)
i got that shit that make you see some shit you’ve never seen
i swear my life is like a movie this is every scene
uncut.. gotta keepitg, ain’t no editin’
goin’ hard for my team that’s on everything
everything ain’t what it seems that’s on everything
if you don’t know what i mean, you don’t know anything
what you know about the feds? they were knockin at my door
knocked it down, had us droppin’ to the floor
askin’ questions.. i don’t know.. what you talkin’ to me for?
i got a message for you hoes, you ain’t stoppin’ me fosho
hold up
what’s a helicopter to a pothole?
what’s a chopper to el chapo?
what’s a dollar to a pot of gold?
if it ain’t about a dollar homie then i gotta go, adios..
drug dealer anonymous
the problem is they don’t even know what the product is..

[verse 2: dj cataclysmic]
my name holds its weight in cities like golden bricks
i tip the scales with my thoughts and pennies, i lost my sense (cents)
i’m innocent until proven guilty, and he will be…
tried many times but every line is always filthy
i watch ’em line up and get put down, i push nouns around you
so much that my whole sound surrounds you, it’s astounding
my omnipresence is anything but anonymous
streets been knew my name, i’ve been on top of this
gotta give a shout out to the ones that’s not here
but we still in gear, shiftin’ to the next year
and every year after like it didn’t matter, just another chapter… turn the page
turn the paper from the white, to the green like a rapper on the stage, and
everything i write sounds like i was on the white, or the green when i made it..
i’m spittin’ in the matrix, and i’m bout to be on your playlist, b-tch f-ck your favorite, it’s crackthe$afe and…
blackberry still runnin’ shit
you couldn’t walk a foot in my shoes b-tch they not gon’ fit
i stay the same, i’m not gon’ change, homie i’m not gon’ switch
i spent my last on some holy grail now watch me flip
i’m stackin’ bread from all these lines you cannot sniff
bling bling
everytime i come around your city it’s keepitg
the local aapd tried to knock me for some priors
but i maneuver like a tire
keep it rollin’, bob and weave, call me tyson when im writin’
cause it’s so enticin’ and the wordplay is the tightest
i’m flowin’ as if i had opened up a fire hydrant
and it’s never watered down
you the type to f-ckin’ type it on the web and wear the crown for..
the most hated in the cyberspace
you don’t wanna see me in the cyphers b-tch i eat your face
i keep a small circle right around me now just in case
they said posession was the case but now im pushin tapes..
wait (weight)
and they love the taste… (woooo)
i always knew i was the shit but i just couldn’t make the toilet break, nigga
disc jockey slash lyricist, writin with my right, rippin records with my left wrist..
daaaaaamn daniel
keepitg, we stickin’ to the scripts like a manual

[verse 3: hi potent c]
homie i’m gone within another zone, another frequency, leave me the f-ck alone
i’m watchin’ for the hook, then i ran and had to tuck the chrome
i’m everywhere, and i ain’t never scared, my lyrics crushin’ bones
a couple months that i was locked away but b-tch i’m comin’ home
sent from hell into a better realm happiness wasn’t known
but i’m here in time to clear the mind and prove that what is shown
i’ma walk the shit that i’ma talk so nigga f-ck a phone
come see me in person b-tch i’m workin’, overrun the throne..
the bars that i spit and write is hard, i’m a different type of great..
we don’t spit a like, you take, but i’m given flight
but its alright, cause you ain’t tryna die, verbal in a fight
b-tches might be tryna chill but i ain’t got em in my sight
i’m eatin’ man, food for thought, you know i gotta feed the fam
5 kids, so that’s how i live, i leave you bleedin’ man
guns up for all you dumb f-cks that wanna scheme and scam
eye for eye and i ain’t tryna die so let’s get even fam
it’s time to ride but i would rather pray for adversaries
that’ll play and act like they should be in cemetaries layin’ flat
state the facts while y’all exaggerate and make the fakest tracks
lord’ll give and takeaway so i’m spendin’ to make it back
me, myself and i, and plus the team i’m here to help survive
honestly that’s how i gotta be i couldn’t tell a lie
hella’ fly, the flow so f-ckin’ hot that i could melt the sky
let ’em wonder how your homie did it, never tell em why..

- crackthesafe lyrics

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