You know exactly what I'm talking about
I'm gonna crash your crew
I'm gonna crash your crew
I'm gonna crash your crew
I'm gonna crash your crew
I'm gonna crash your crew
I'm gonna crash your crew
I'm gonna crash your crew
I'm gonna crash your crew
Left drink wine, from the purist grapevine
An' rhyme out the motherfucking mind
Catch juice from the land fo
15 twenty inch woofers blow the manhole
Made the street crack, master feedback
Allah masters the beat back
The crowd look, while the stage shook
Craftsmen had his head severed
Pyroclastic flow, heavy like tonnes of snow
Verbal assassin, blastin'
Exploit your break through explosively
Echo chamber ate that rap up ferociously
I set it relatively high for those on a panel
CD with the durable, long-life cover
I seen a million tryin' to set a flow, thousands that show
Observe with the patience of watching a flower grow
But one individual thing forgot the Fri show
Now his pursuit is not for digress
A special note, thanks for being flank
While journalist's stay runnin' in front of tanks
Blew out first class, came back close cash
Ruff class, surfaces with no math
Filled with pain, niggaz reign
I'm gonna crash your crew
I'm gonna crash your crew
I'm gonna crash your crew
I'm gonna crash your crew
I'm gonna crash your crew
I'm gonna crash your crew
I'm gonna crash your crew
I'm gonna crash your crew
I'm gonna crash your crew
I'm gonna crash your crew
I'm gonna crash your crew
I'm gonna crash your crew
I'm gonna crash your crew
I'm gonna crash your crew
I'm gonna crash your crew
I'm gonna crash your crew
I'm gonna crash your crew
I'm gonna crash your crew
I'm gonna crash your crew
You never use those shoes
You can't have platinum authority inject me
Bitch I inject you, with the shit that made you say
Yo dirt doggchew-chew-chew
I'm gonna crash your crew