D.A. - Crack lyrics

[Intro] Maneuver through the eons the brightest light is neon.. [Verse 1: Cho$en] Was told I would never grab the mic But something felt right Despite all of my doubts and thoughts My psyche is never lost Artist turned arsonist Still burning my mark on it Of sorts I circle the game Off course I turn like centripetal force Like a vulture over a rotten corpse Never to penetrate my fortress it's rigamortis to these rappers Rapping fake rappers into raptures Turnt a chapter can't hear the screams over the laughter Mastering pieces while trying to master my pieces Dispersing verses, diagnosed a genius since a fetus Too high for them to see us turning the lost into believers Ushering in these new cats sorta like Justin Beiber These critics they just don't get it this Kidd will never quit it Holy flow you think that the bars were heaven sent it Clever with it calm and steady gifted See how my lane shifted Rhyming so disrespectful I can smack Satan with it My time is far from over These times are getting colder I won't be fine till I'm.. literally the game's beholder Resting on my shoulders I feel I'm getting closer But I'm in need of closure These flames are getting older.. [Hook: Cho$en] Ayo..This that crack n***a Yo..We bringing it back n***a Yea..This that crack n***a From the roots to Chiraq n***a Ayo..This that crack n***a Say yo..We bringing it back n***a This that crack n***a Hip hop, we bringing it back n***a [Verse 2: Mr Yuck] I'm the voice of the oppressed like a rebel in protest On the corners with hustlers in the streets with the homeless Y'all worshipping Yeezus? Boy please I'm Moses I was sent from the gods to come and lead the hopeless Ima profit homie, if ya profit homie Y'all sold y'all soul to the devil for fame I stole the wallet homie Get it? I don't need a deal ima make it And all these rappers flashing their money ima take it! Man, I'm on my grind I'm gon shine I'm so focused Put me in a cypher I swear to god I'm dopest This no diss, just thought I put all on y'all on notice And if you gotta problem I ain't coppin..old Otis Ima son of a hustler, King pin..y'all customers My squad skinny but we push weight like we muscular See I don't trap they told me to emcee I'm just connected to the plug like a USB Y'all in college running with Reggie like USC Boy this pac hitting heads like UFC I do this b.. Young hoodlum hooligans Ji ruling them If you want war it's murder like Ja rule and them! [Hook: Mr Yuck] Yeah..this that crack n***a Pg we on the map n***a Yeah..this that crack n***a We came a long way from the trap n***a Yeah..this that crack n***a Real hip hop d**h of you Rap n***as [Verse 3: Cho$en] Yo.. I feel as though I'm in a cycle Hope I ain't the one tired like unicycles Rest in peace to all my rivals Giving the people God's quotes like from the Bible Walk in my sandals, one rhyme could leave the world in shambles A young Sinatra my logics too hard to handle Like a Rondo with no hands be aware this just a sample As I walk through the valley of the shadow of d**h With every breath I fear no evil with every rhyme that I stretch But if it was God's plan then I could never understand How a n***a feel so powerful with a mic in his hand Nothing less than expected How can a n***a regret sh**? Like back in the days when I was always rejected So now, I count my blessings, evading all my stressing To determine my curses lurking within all my lessons Started a new age of rhyming just call it my perfect timing As my thoughts strike my pen till I find my silver lining.. Yea [Hook]