Yasiin Bey - Crime & Medicine lyrics

[Talking] It was so beautiful. It was almost unfair It's cold but it's true. It was so cold it got warm Kids out in the schoolyard and playing It was nice and calm. It was dangerous [Hook] When the MC's came, live out the name and to perform Some had to snort c**aine to act insane before Pete Rocked it on Now on to the mental plane, spark the brains with the building to be born Crazy is on the track Check em check chicka icka etta UHH [Verse 1] Strange Times Everybody got their get high (Oh my) Their get right, their get nice, they get by (Oh my) They get open, get ready, get primed The national pastime is victimless crime You want your thrill and I want mine As long we can get it we ain't got to say why I don't mean to pry, you ain't got to lie We ain't got to speak when it's written in the eyes Whenever she was high off the sparkle in her palm She had a young girl's smile and a hustler's charm Dying from the city where the hustler's are born Made, traced, murdered, replaced Life-long residents barely feel safe And the street's offer plenty taste and little faith (Break it down) Little face, soft lips, little waist (Break it more) Tiny hands (Oh god) fat a** (Oh more) Big eyes like birthday surprise Super dupa fly, born in 85 Repeat it to yourself: This is a victimless crime Psyche your mind there's a victim every time Your tasty little pill, your freaky little thrill Pray won't leave you still, you wonder how it feel It's real, p**y like some money that you steal Eww [Hook] [Verse 2] Crime and medicine Dead wrong and live in America Off the block and right in your area Fresh apples and peaches for the president HA HA Crime and medicine Dead wrong and live in your area From the street corner, right in your residence Fresh apples and peaches for the president Crime Fresh peaches and apples for the president Crime Fresh chocolates and apples for the president Crime Fresh linens and apples to the president Crime Fresh