O.T.C(Only The Crew) - Out of the Womb lyrics

Intro- Verse 1 (Chronic)- Call me crazy muthaf**a I'll be it / I wonder what it's going to sink in what I'm speaking / I been know to spread word like a deacon I wonder when it's going to seap in what I'm preaching / My sh** flow like an old a** leak in the toilet looking forward to the moment when I stink it / Up with the skunk burn trees like trunks / Trunk storm thru the streets like lightning thunder / Shining all summer like the bowtie bumper Rims two three like Michael's number / True to the game like young Tim Duncan / Sip while I vibe and and i chill by the lake an / I Real em in back to back like Nick Saban / (roll tide) Script a on the casket before I lay in / The dirt lemme get a roll tide for them day ones / (roll tide) Homie no I'll never forget that I was made in / (205) Verse 2 (DG)- Who who am i well I I'm just a nineties baby/ Who missed my generation Where where I'm from it's like hotel California there's no check out arrangements/ It's the same old song surrounded by the same old faces/ Some people round here are brainless/ Like Ichabod crane straight up afraid of changing/ So that made me embrace it/ Come come along we'll be smoking til the break of dawn/ We been on like porch lights in a country songs/ We've been known to torch pine we Rolling Stoned/ Down a back road creeping sneaking in my mommas back door/ There go them mothaf**ers acting like there's a problem/ With everybody around em who looking at em like they outta they mind for trynna rhyme and get up outta Alabama/ I love it but I gotta it fly like a yellowhammer/ Verse 3 (Smokey)- Im bout f**ed up and my mind half gone Mama use to always tell me never do you wrong Take a hit from the bong from the money you supplied Them phenenin like habits gotta have they way tonight Put me in the state of mind to destroy a mic I Rhyme tight like hov homie look at thems light And all them cameras flashing big dreams small town boys getting some action Flips flows like dope hurry up and bag it Push it out the door quick it disappears like magic Eat it all up quick it's not elastic fabric It's That Edible lean mean incredible rapping Freshest thing out the wrapper to ever be established in Ragland you f**ers talking mad sh** Well Bag it and put it in a trash bend I'm in coherent with the bullsh** mind set on goals gotta get my dividends Stay k**ing sh** I do it for my twin My brothers kid My homies in the pin Cause I represent you know I represent