Crack

Written exclusively and entirely by Sean Little
Except for verse one written by Theory Hazit

Verse one

The music's like crack making fiends react
You ain't dope that aint what we call rap
That's what you call baking soda candle wax
You can hear it on the wiz or a station that lacks
No substance just a bunch of bull
I refuse to pay attention and focus be under the hypnosis
Ugh uh I keep the multitude moving grooving
Ever since I make the track booming
Crack hello kiddies Hazit
The chemistry got the world losing their mind
Two million and two at a time
Little kids taking sex to another level
Making dance moves out of them
Acting like some canibles
They don't think they just move on instinct
Claiming animal
Never show up when I wanna battle them
You full of ommivks probably the worst epidemic
Since the internet allowed these little busters to get in it
I'm at it again pimp slapping a pad and pen
Giving your lyrics a little swagger
As you follow the Hazit-ous trend
Wearing a name plate that says I wish you would
Act like you wan it I give it to you like a poisionous hook
And ugh don't shout out my city
'cause you making us look bad
Calling me back pack you don't know what's in a book bag
Somebody take this mic from me
Cause sometimes I like to see
Wack emcees on the floor in pain stifling

Chorus one

Rocking the third planet from the sun
Until the damage is done
Can you handle this one
Let me hear all the noise you can manage with your lungs
Rocking the third planet from the sun
Taking real hip hop where it has not come
Emceeing is dead if I am not one
Let me hear all the noise you can handle with your lungs

Verse two

They call it crack so you know it's an epidemic
It's far less respected than when it was just invented
Unimpressed with your frees even less with your written
Making me laugh so I guess that you're kidding
It's not fresh when it's bitten
Stripped pillaged and raped
How much skill is it take
To infiltrate when what they feeling is fake
And rap is qualified by a grille and a chain
I been feeling this way
Been penning a brilliant brain been building with banging
Beat smiths seeking
The wise and to be taught by teachers
Legitimized crack not being facetious
Theory Hazit complimenting on the feature
We move the product 'til you got it
Line it up with the prophets and gossip synopsis
God get the props and we crafted by the Potters
Hands demand is rising through the roof
My lines divide lies from the truth
Develop a network like Verizon
I am the spokesman chosen to face the Goliath tyrant
The theme song for triumph
Beams strong from the trial tried and tired
Environment is vile and violent
Vibing and vibrant a sign we're alive and striving

Chorus two

Rocking the third planet from the sun
Until the damage is done
Can you handle this one
Let me hear all the noise you can manage with your lungs
Rocking the third planet from the sun
Taking real hip hop where it has not come
Emceeing is dead if I am not one
Let me hear all the noise you can handle with your lungs