Crackavelli - Haystak

And now with no further adue

Allow me to introduce first Crackavelli The Boss has gotten worse

(ha ha)

Don't get the paremedic get

A hurse Pull up to the hole

Put that b**ch off in reverse

I try to murder 'em with

Every verse I've done a million

Shows never rehersed

It comes natural I'm a natural

You're a casual Tee if

You even think about F* **in' with me

I've came time and Time again and

Again off the top of the mind i

Didn't require a pen

I only wrote when it was premeditated

A mad man lniitic don't get me agravated

Hits that I've walked straghter

And never hesitated

Afiliated related somehow assosiated

With the greatest that ever played

In my city dawg I used to want my

Peice of the pie now i want it all

I use ta just want now i want your's

Catch 'em at red lights

Kick in they F* **in' doors

Make 'em get on the floor

And tell ya where it's at

And when they ask who sent ya

Tell 'em Big Stak mak

I use ta just want now i want your's

Catch 'em at red lights

Kick in they F* **in' doors

Make 'em get on the floor

And tell ya where it's at

And when they ask who sent ya

Tell 'em Big Stak mak

It ain't even safe to have your kids in the

Car 'cause these fakers know you paid

And they know where you are and

Where you live at what kind of

Life is that motion censors and gaurd dogs

These people got gaurds dawg

I swear to God I'm not runnin' tell 'em

Commin' if they commin'

Stop al they Gum bampin' Know i'm

Dumpin' on somethin'

And leavin' empty rounds all over the ground

You can say one thing

But Stak I put it down

I held Tennessee down on the west coast

When you don't go no further left withou

T being in the ocean

Time Squre Been there thinkin' of Young Buck

Pete Gates and Mac Nair

I swear on everything holy

To me the only way to stop me is

By puttin' holes through me

Ya hoes to me I ain't scared

Nereone of ya'll and you gonna F* ** around

And make my people burry one a ya'll

We can start a label an call body

Snatchers be the reason they

Don't show up at the party after the show

Man i don't need no extra doe you ain;

T trin' ta get robed for your necklece hoe

(ha ha)

These rappers with dimonds and

Lexas' lookin' a lot like lunches and breakfastes'

Yo Ima have to pay my light bill regaurdless

Thus explainin why I'm heartless

(Haa Ha)

7 Albums Hunderd thousands

Local rapped 'em outa towned 'em

Hit 'em hard every swing

Reputaition's everything

Never came fake or fronted

Gave cash villians what they wanted

Anthems bangers heated sh*t

Imataters Eat a D**k

This the the click that started the whole Sh*t

Who you really thought

You was playin' with B**ch

We keep 'em commin'

Street Flavor Murder you with

A strap for a peice of paper

Stop now F* *k Naw F* *k Stak F* *k Ya'll

Stop the presses call the Florest they sya he's his pronasouras

I use ta just want now i want your's

Catch 'em at red lights

Kick in they F* **in' doors

Make 'em get on the floor

And tell ya where it's at

And when they ask who sent ya

Tell 'em Big Stak mak

I use ta just want now i want your's

Catch 'em at red lights

Kick in they F* **in' doors

Make 'em get on the floor

And tell ya where it's at

And when they ask who sent ya

Tell 'em Big Stak mak