Crack

[Intro: Dee-1]
Whoa, what’s up, boy?
What up, man?
Come holler at me for a second
Little dude, I ain’t gon’ beat about the bushes
I heard you been out here sellin’ this stuff
I mean, what’s up with that, dude?
You tryna mess your life up? What?
Man, come hop in the whip right quick, man
Let me school[?] to this game, aight?
Listen

[Verse 1: Dee-1]
Look, look, look
Five grams of crack will get you five years in prison
Five hundred grams of powdered coke, five years in prison
Now, I don’t use the race card unless I’m provoked
But most blacks use crack and most whites snort coke
So what that tell ya?
The American dream is what they sell ya
They wait for you to slip up, and turn around and nail ya
They get in that prison, they get that [?] about ya
They pay you fifty cents a hour
Leave a slave out here
Money, the root of all evil
Prison label increases company profits
And it’s all legal
They ain’t got to pay no healthcare, no overtime, no sick leave
While all of these people out here who need jobs
Can’t get these
When we got troops overseas poppin’ slugs for [?]
Need to be more focused on how we gon’ win this drug war
Increase the funding and the manpower for that
Cause Plan Columbia is more important than Operation Iraq
We gotta increase border security
If we don’t let it in, it can’t hurt us
Is you feelin’ me?
Yeah
It’s time for action, no need for discussion
‘cause crack is the real weapon of Man’s destruction

[Interlude: song sampling]

[Verse 2: Dee-1]
Yeah
Now, I know you hear ‘em glorifyin’ it on these rap tales
But where I’m from, most murders is over crack sales
Ain’t nothin’ sweet up in the street
Everybody got cold hearts
That’s why so many people pack heat
They ready to die like they got the Reaper on ‘em
So they fight over these blocks and these corners like they own ‘em
I feel sorry for ‘em
They just slaves to the industry
By the time I wake up, they either dead or in the penitentiary
Can I be young and black from the hood?
And understand sellin’ crack is not what’s good?
We use guns for too long
It’s time to use our mind
If it’s an eye for an eye is gon’ leave everybody blind
Don’t never be scared to die
When you fightin’ for what’s right
Let your light shine even in the middle of the night
Now, I know you young
I hope this is not too much for you to handle

[Boy speaks]
Dee-1, man
I know more than you think
I understand them

[Interlude: song sampling]

[Verse 3: Dee-1]
Look around, folks is hopeless
That’s when they start usin’ it
Then, they get addicted
That’s when they start abusin’ it
We label ‘em as outcasts, call ‘em vex[?] or fiends
Crackheads or junkies and anythin’ in between
They got families, little kids and all that
And everybody suffers once they go on that (Crack, crack, crack, crack)
It’s like a monkey on they back they can’t shake
A move they can’t make
A bond they can’t break
*gasping sound*
My bad, dude, let me bring you to a close[?]
A man is held accountable for whatever he knows
So I don’t expect for you to ever go back
To either think about sellin’ or think about ever usin’ crack

[Interlude: song sampling]