racrusta - Irak Lyrics

Ya never seen no crack (Like this!)
That 80s rock
Putting man on the map (Some real one)
LeFrak did it no better (What did you say?!) (Yeah!)
Hitting cardiac trap (Damn)
Still heavy lock
Like, 24 got sacked? (F*cking bastards...)
LeFrak living no better (Ain't no living out here)
Ya couldn't get to my digits (Brick that)
Shady white
Killer light then puff it out of ya chest
That phlegm looking like leather (Nasty...)
I should've heard of this sickness (Damn!)
Plenty nights
I shiver down, I vibrato my neck (Ice that)
My skin looking so weathered
Who got that sinner?
Earls record is stained, Carlos exposed
But who got that killer?
Kei Sunada still rolling round in that grave (Word)
Why you act so bitter?
Holding man, no carjacking on road (Take me)
That's 20 years in them chains
Ya can't put a man in ya shame (Take that)
See that's the life that we living
Put a knife to his cheek (Damn!)
And cut his ass for the business (Scarred up)
That's heady flesh still ripping
It's still Sunada that's missing (F*cks sake man)
Cut his skin lil deep
Scarred the past out his sentence
(What do I say?)
Crack is splitting my head (Word to my dead!)
Smoking pipes and off of that lead
Bang that 45 on the El-Side
Flood 57 in red
Smacking sand, glass in hand
Heated sights an eye for my man
I'm still blocka, blocking my eyes
Undies bucked sent to the can (Take that shit!)
Out looking for 12
Projects looking like hell (Like hell!)
I get hung up, bled in my cell
I'm still watching out for the 5-0
Stuck '05 on the bill (Damn!)
Junkie did to me still
No ounce safe for ya fill (None of that!)
I jug it out, I still finesse on these pills (Word)
Who bite that bullet?
Biting lead leave a stitch
Like 17 is a bitch
That teenager in prison (Yeah!)
Investigators don't listen, it's vile
It's still Cameron free to this day
How's that 30 years for a profile?
His skin color, his age (F*cking hell!)
I do it myself
Mind to rest, my eyes infested with snow (That sleet)
My thoughts worded round basing
This lice strangle my brain (Cramp that shit!)
I grip, I stress
Silent mess, I rejected my clothes (No games...)
They gotchu hooked onto 'caine
That 80 rock is insane