The Crest - Contageous lyrics

[Scratch Hook] {X2} "The hard rocker" - EPMD 'Never Seen Before' "Tightest MC" "Knowing that we could rock" - Outkast 'Elevators (Me & You)' "And my devastating rhymes get the platinum plaque" - Large Professor [Verse One: Jack Cracker] Binge Thinking Social drinker Drink to get social and maybe out drink beginners Once in a while Slice it on down For clowns who freestyle I will cut thin thinner Sick with a Cold that won't quite quit Put it to rest I've been feeling like sh** since dinner Teeth chatter Lips quiver, the spliff twister I speak data with raps slicker than roads this winter Reality bites and the flow won't simmer Down now like downtown crowds on Halloween night I don't give a Flying f** what don't fit the picture I won't let ya Frame of mind stunt my growth It's the mixture That's more than ill The Crest, we do it to d**h, you're best is still just overk** You wanna rap? Well that's a nice proposition You talking crap? Just be prepared to listen [Scratch Hook] [Verse Two: Jack Cracker] So fresh I gleam, so clean I squeak Grab a microphone so swift I leave no streaks All I need is one crack Cause after one rap You'll be talking about Jack like ballers talk about their hubcaps [Interlude] Man what the f** is that?! Mahf**in' rims baby! Take a look over here man. Here by the Bentley baby. We got them 22 inch, alligator print lexonies baby. I'm talkin' 'bout my rims! Get yourself some Blue Blockers man. These baby's bling [AD] Holding a steady grip Letting my machete swing Ready for anything The rebel's knocking let him in Dude I got the medicine Remedies that have been Pa**ed through generations of real heads and I keep keeping on In my seat, wiggle my arms But the teacher won't call on me Thinks I'm just a dog So I retreat hardly, I never chase his ball Won't face defeat calmly, I'm standing way too tall Breathing in the city smog Station's full of sh**ty songs So when I turn 'em on Thinking I can burn 'em all Rap you never heard before Apple with a worm and core Adam's here to serve it raw Packaged in your local store Dilla's here to light it up Write some f**ing rhymes in blood Never claiming I'm a thug Never do what Simon does Street cred? Sign him up k**ers are what they like in clubs Give him 50 hype men and that should be hype enough [Scratch Hook]