Intro

[Intro]

God created anything better than fat cocaine, he kept that shit for himself

I mean, that shit is like truth serum

You truly expose who you are

I mean, if you happen to be a low life white bastard motherfucker

Who would sell out this dude for him to suck off that glass dick

Crack'll bring you right on in the light

Man, I don't care if you black, white, Chinese, rich, poor

You take that first sniff, you on a mission

And that mission will never end

And when the house, the money, loved ones are gone

And they send you to the joint, you still gon' try to cop

Only time it ends - strike that mission is when you six feet under

No doubt

And that's why I don't ever wanna hear about you using this shit, you understand me