Hook:

CRACK let me at 'em let me at 'em let me at 'em

So I CRACK let me at 'em let me at 'em let me at 'em

[Verse 1: Low M.B.]

The Bottom made it to this shit not to be tooken out

And for you fools who let us in good lookin' out

Now let us make our doe don't want no one enforce this

Lookin' out for all our niggas who support this

And for you motherfuckers waitin' for that break up

The Bottom is creepin' to the top you better wake up

Because an obstacle is not impossible

We'll go over or crawl under like a rock-a-roach

And don't you ever think you fools are gonna play us

Because again not even Raid couldn't fade us

I fought us in and now we goin' for that platinum

Comin' back with album two you know we crackin' 'em

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[Verse 2: Bust Stop]

In 1983 we was upstate

We wasn't thinkin' about parole we had x-dates

I put the pen to the paper to free my mind

So once a nigga get released I gotta get mine

I never knew I had to struggle in this industry

Bus Stop rockin' the mic? They said it couldn't be

So in the meantime in between time

I kept writting in the hall where it's cold

Cause I couldn't stop fightin'

Five years later I hit the streets

I found my niggas we got it together, formed O.F.T.B

We had to come up with some money cause the shit costs

(Who broke it off?) My nigga G.T. and the motherfuckin' boss

We made song after song for the bitches and the homies

While y'all was at home lookin' at videos of the phonies

Now the Bottom's comin' back with a killing flow

So make room for a nigga on Death Row

And let us...

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Talking:

Project kids three niggas living on the edge

In other words we're damn near dead

But hunters don't choke we go for broke

And y'all thought it was over

[Verse 3: Flipside]

They say it ain't over till the fat lady sings

Well, that ho don't know nothin' about the noise that I bring

Let that ho rock that note and I'm a killer her (kill her)

If that snipe got hype off that Miller

Tickin' like time bomb (BOOM)

I'm dangerous straight outta Watts, you motherfuckers can't fuck with us

Come around and get beat down or either shot down

In other words don't fuck around

I'm stressin' to the max, I'm stressin' to the max

I knew I shouldn't have signed that motherfuckin' contract

But all I wanted to do was put my voice on a track

Never thought my album hit a flip flop fag

A flip flop gag a flip flop fag

They let a nigga for dead but we got against that

They put me on a shelf, they put me on a shelf

They said I'm going to court but they already left

So tackin' a rapper a nigga had no patience

I'm crackin' motherfuckers with no hesitation

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