GMXXN - Crack Hippy lyrics

[Verse 1: Billy Pastor] Billy ain't scared of y'all I'm hip hop's animal Cannibalism in him not sipping no f**ing antidote And I'm dope, can you cope with the words I'm about to throw? Probably no, probably one of the coldest to ever flow Exposing an Eskimo from the south to the northern pole Never know if I'm on a roll, I just fit it kick it and spit it Legends are getting old and they told me to grab the torch Yo I torture you on my thrown I told you, you getting old I'm that new ship, that 28 grams of coke on the news sh** The 28 thousand fans that listen to f**ing music This 28 thousand bullets I shoot when I f**ing use this You is stupid, loser, usless Understand this is Pakistan and I pack a plan like I'm Buddhist I booted the greatest shooters from Vietnam I'm the rudest A terrorist to this new sh** I bind a bomb like a chemist Obama, even Osama would even tell you I'd bomb and nuke this [Hook 1] I was born in year '98, my daddy sniffin the 'caine Imagine the things I saw looking out my room window pane [Verse 2: Billy Pastor] All I knew was pain Every verse that I wrote was from anger but, not again Novocain overdose, Mary Jane couldn't ease the pain And I'm looking back on my thoughts just imaginin ever day Cause it's tragic but I'm okay, just imagine the magic I can lay on the verse any day, I'm insane with a little twist Kendrick on Vicodin so you hiking to cop my disc And you like it, you pop it in but, your pops is yelling again Cause the music is loud and sh** and the neighbors calling the cops Cause They hear the explicitness I'm explicit with most my lyrics Twisted with bitterness I'm acidic sick and I'm vigorous Triggers click cause trigerous motherf**er I'm with the sh**s I said motherf**er I'm with the sh**s [Hook] I was born in year '98, my daddy sniffin the 'caine Every word is an ounce, every verse a brick of c**aine CRACK HIPPY [Verse 3: Dan Leo] Man my n***as is gifted think we wished it Spinning off the top of the dome my n***as flipped it Flowing automatic y'all listening like an addict We blowing up like the trade, happening fast reaction Slim bitties fat titties them b**hes stay jumping Crack hippies rap with me you know the ba** bumping They just move to the groove yeah they pop that sh** While we toke on the bud grind up on that dick Show respect when it's due we the truth we the crew Nobody can even try to compare us to all the new Oh I'm sorry did I rip this sh**? Did I grab that grip? co*k that sh**? k** this b**h? Better turn down for the popo Sh...sh...sh...sh... Turn me back up cause the f** n***as won't bang this sh** When I come through all blacked up They scream they round up They cannot handle this stress cannot fathom Puff on that endo, bucked up this tempo Bucked up then Bucked up and knocked up her friend though [Outro x2] Pa** me the liquor, d** make me bitter Sweet candy flow like my flavor vanilla Don;t test us we realer Jackson more thriller Hot like this stove but colder than winter Thank you