Crab Rappers Lyrics
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Crab rappers!, You need to shut your mouth you don't want none<br />
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You need to shut your mouth you don't want none...<br />
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Yo! stoned is the wake of the walk, I know you feel me<br />
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My crew might be sway, yo, but I can see you clearly<br />
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Smilin', while you robbin' me for my stylin'<br />
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You need to stop, before you find your grave on Long Island<br />
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I'm pilin', blowin' stacks, closin' racks<br />
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It's all Non here, over ruffneck tracks<br />
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I'm on a mission, dismissing, all that ass kissin'<br />
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Before my lyrics burn a hole in your neck, that's what I'm wishing<br />
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I'm tapping spines along with your mind<br />
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Cause I made you feel good when I rocked your whole 'hood<br />
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My soul run deep, like a crack in the street<br />
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I keep it real, so you can feel, my true skills<br />
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100%, like Absolute, Get gin, you wanna blend with the new trend<br />
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I got you swaying, whats to say..., You never felt the really real<br />
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Let me run a tab, and let your ass pay the bill<br />
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Now wait a minute, hold up, you still wanna test me<br />
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I'm spraying out lyrics like water from a jet-ski<br />
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Oh no! You're still not stepping<br />
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Towards the same mic I rocked as soon as I crept in<br />
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Cause I been doing this thing for a whole lot longer<br />
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And if you wanna rock the spot, you better funk stronger<br />
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Keep on, and I'ma have to unleash<br />
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The true funk baby that ain't nothing but a beast<br />
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You need practise. then again, it ain't worth it<br />
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My brain is a computer so that means I'm word perfect<br />
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Blowin' through the 'hood, just cold knockin' spots off<br />
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Get nothing but a chicken and Nonchalant's got your hot sauce<br />
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Play your cards right now you sweat the inner city<br />
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I got all the diamonds so hard so plus I got the kitty<br />
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You still wanna test me, you must be gun simple son<br />
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I kick a funky flow like a bowl of rolled chilli's<br />
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Now put your mind on the matter, to call your next batter<br />
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I'm knockin' home runs in your ass so what's the matter<br />
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A' take your time cause the funky rhyme blow your mind<br />
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Strut my stuff cause I'm so tuff, and hard to find<br />
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In this maze of amazement I got you cornered<br />
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Cut your dimes and your nickels cause you know your money's spent<br />
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Meanwhile back at the ranch, take a chance<br />
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On this funky head bob that's gonna make you dance<br />
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Now even the funky chickens who can make up on the twist came in<br />
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But do the chicken with the twist and you can blend<br />
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Put your eyes on the prize, we gonna take a ride<br />
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So deep in your soul you got tears in your eyes<br />
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You blinded by the light, now can you see me<br />
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Cause I know that you feel me cause I'm cutting like a knife<br />
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With the phife, you flow is so weak I call your punk<br />
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You starvin' for some soul, yo, you need to bite a chunk<br />
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