Close The Crack House

[ Professor X ] Peace Check me The Eternal Son Of the Universal Father Travelling the Infinite Spirit The quest: Paradise But some things are foul On the 3rd planet east of Plutonia From the poppy an extraction Called Criddacktonite Conceived as a weapon backed by the Supremacy Their mission: to strike in offense once again At the state of the Original And you think that you're all that Dealer of the Criddilack Is that a fact you the middy-middy-middy-mack? How can you act on the bloodline ???? of the ???? biddy-biddy-biddy-black The Year of the Wreck Me ???? of the X Boom Kiss the ???? Understand the Nine You will truly find The sign As I bring along some friends of mine From order no quarter, no dropping dime F.T.P. will be the answer to the rhyme This time's line Take heed, the creator of a night breed No more will my people bleed Follow lesson one Follow lesson two Follow lesson three Come with my first diddy-deed [ Brother J ] 1-2, 1-2 Hm... F.T.P., F.T.P Same old gee with the same strategy See a [edited] em on down More the pigs slap, the more a nigga 'round Enough is enough, it's time that I show the ???? Breakin necks, no respect, Year of Wreck Now... Here's to Uncle Sam and his goofy boy crew And if the dog's Old Yeller I got shots for him too Cause I'm about tired of the dopeman's brew Makin crack babies, make my home into a zoo Zombie over here, zombie over there Zombie losin hair, with their zombie stare Pow-pow, I think it's time, grandma's callin rape Sellin everything from your drawers to purple drapes So if you heed the word and you know the rules Close the crackhouse, no hesitation, you fool [ Wise Intelligent ] PRP P-osse we can walk this, gee Come see the teacher get fresh - COME! Move a little closer to the front rows See the teacher crush a musical contest, say Nuff disprespect to the drug dealer Crack sellin black killers stop I gotta save the babies, luxury and false security Make the babies want what the dope dealers got We should take their lives in return of the black babies Babies born dead cause their mother's on crack Did you ever think that baby could have been a prophet, G? Slain by the hands of the blacks [ Big Daddy Kane ] Ooh, the topic of brothers gettin scared But who can relate it, debate it, eliminate it or escape it Talkin that bourgeois talk when you're fallin She's sayin, "It's caaaallin me, it's caaaallin me" But you better not answer cause here's your last chance to Correct yourself, collect yourself Instead of livin life as a bummer Cause you been through more pipes than a [edited] plumber Huh, you know the type to be smokin on a crack pipe Man, you know what a goddamn basehead is like Straight to the point the scenario is Next time you mess with base it better be your damn stereo [ Money B] Nobody's exempted Tried to play the top-tip, even I was tempted Weebbled and I wobbled for a sec Then I had to get a mic check (Like Kinison your family caught wreck) I gots no pops to snatch me up and say, "What are we gonna do?" Here's my mother suckin up my brother Little sis holdin my mail, I'm in jail for the blow Cryin if you disn't know [ Shock G & Humpty Hump ] A: you burn that [edited], you can't be a friend to me B: if you don't recognize the dealer as the enemy C: shuttin em down is the mission We're gonna be bargin and we're gonna be dissin (dissin) You need to be slapped like a ho Slapped like a ho because you sell blow (You're executin black people) And no no, that's low Don't let crack [edited] sell us out Let's close the house down [ Ex-Girlfriend ] If you wanna know just how I'm feelin I don't wanna see no more crack, no more dealin The man who's dealin crack is insecure He will do whatever he can to make you unsure Of your life, your mind and your body and soul Close the crackhouse We gotta close it Close the crackhouse down Close it [ Chuck D ] There was a young lady that lived in a shoe Down and out skid row in a box off the avenue Oh, what a shame it was, I'm tellin you Cause once upon a time she had hair and behind Just that type only cause what she might have been If she hadn't pledged allegiance to the pipe All because of some devils draped in black A white god startin off in the name of crack Let me jump it off, you can't be afraid Of a nine, well baby, get a nine too Step to em let em know what the hood's about Blow em out, time to lure them suckers out If they come back, set on the side, go boom Gotta make room [ Professor X ] From your lab you've tossed and perved us Serve us makes us nervous For a vial a ???? on trial Dial 91100, my son The ???? he has become Dum-diddy-diddy-diddy-dum Patronize the dealer and call that fun Our babies dying, 3-2-1 Instead of the ???? hear the coming of his son And a free man no land right Masquarading the ladies, the feminists now dykes Properly stripped of ???? and the real ???? the might Destroy Plutonia with a pipe Check my ???? manipulating ???? children of the night Fright, witness the skeleton at your door Descendants of kings and expected to whore Peru, Bolivia, no more, no more From the cabinet, the 13th tribby-tribby-tribe We have arrived Signing the declaration of war Back to the original city states of laws [ Sister Souljah ] STOP! SHORT TERM PLEASURE - LONG TERM PAIN! Big Bucks, More Nations Paid you like a Seniority No money, no car, you can't be with me So you go sell some blunts and crack to attract And impress some little princess A vial you're smokin like sess, you lose your senses Jumpin fences, cops on your tail Now your big drug dealin ass is in jail You call collect what accept she rejects The money spends But She Went Like A Best Man, Next We gotta rise up, yes? [ Mickey Jarrett ] Oh yes, oh yes, we don't want none of that That's why you know we a-fi fight 'gainst crack A-mi say oh yes, oh yes, you fi lock down di spot Woy, right ya know mi a-go burn down di spot Di white man are di distributor Dem use crack blind to the future A mek we live like we a vulture Fight and a kill each other Just through wi hustle and a make a dollar Man a kill man yes from corner to corner A-mi say oh yes, oh yes, mi don't want none more of that Woy, that's why you know we a-fi fight 'gainst crack Oh yes, oh yes, mi don't want no more of that Yes, that's why you know di crackhouse, it a-fi stop [ Freedom Williams ] I got a small problem with the devil I don't like crackjack, playback to another level Bury that sh... into dirt Because I see too many of my young brothers gettin hurt Drivin big cars lookin like they stars Just to get a rep's before you step how you aim for the Jaguar You sold your soul to the devil I can't do nothin for ya, man, cause you're too deep in trouble Cause you're too deep in trouble [ YZ ] Check it, it's the return of the livin Returnin what I'm given to the youngster Tryin to put a brother in a dumpster Won't be happy till the whole planet is dead And every ???? warning that I'm known to carry lead With steel, crack known to hex you up But you still be down to do it, new dephts, so you pursue it You knew it, you knew it, you blew it But I know one better, you better pay attention Just listen, to what I have to say Sweet Jesus in the house, so crack, you have to get back So get back your soul, brother, I got your mojo You know you got to close it down, close the crackhouse [ College Boyz ] Tip of the tip, top of the top, clock goes the Glock Calculated by the sun Clockin' connectin to the Blackwatch Zulu, the lights are out, we're in pursuit of the White House Bring the gasoline, blow torches and the kerosene Can you hear me, men? (Yes, we can) already then Can I get an Amen? (Amen) Rebellious one, son of none, African on the run Now my culture's got me kickin the flavor in different tongues Rastafarian ???? Africana ???? di white man ???? for di Columbiana ????, man Let me know that you understand [ 2 Kings in a Cypher ] Yo check it, straight out the [edited] District called Columbia Here to pursue and subdue every one of ya Message to the blackman who's now a crackman Ah you stand, so just to prove your manhood You beat upon little boys in the hood Oh - what you're man enough to kill in a drive-by Drive by the White House and all you do is wave hi While the President sits and he signs bills Imports the drugs and the guns that we use to kill Collects the dough, six pack and a laugh Because the biggest crackhouse is on Pennsylvania Ave