Crumbs

Jason Faust, Sharif T. Lacey

[Verse One King Magnetic]

You're only smart as your dumbest move
On the street, fix leaks with a ratchet more than plumbers do
Snake a pocket like plumber dudes, split food
Hour glass time for sand to sift through
Sit you down and it's sleeping like a baby napping
Come to, trunk view of the Mercedes gasping
My lady's asking, saw the gat again
Jails the scene of the crime, I can't go back again
Too tall to post up unless we at the gym
The stick is a pull up, steal at ya chin
Ghetto that again, set the trap on friends
They wanna talk about peace like sporagnum Benz
Take covеr and spend, have you rugged, hiding
Eat ya food likе the stomach in your acid lining
Who wouldn't find em, I remind em of a dead rapper
Send em to an autograph signing
New Schoola, Slick Rick The Ruler
GME, when I see Steady B for the moolah
For the boose or for buddha, we maneuvering the song plot
Get your rifles out, I'm that dude by a long shot
I magnify the culture, fuck a lab coat
The science: shoot and stab like the jabs broke
Grab hope, then I taste his pockets
I'm Kane and punch way before a Taste the Chocolate

[Verse Two Reef The Lost Cauze]

Ay yo how great is this? It's The King & The Cauze
MCs is vulnerable like drunk naked bitch
It's all about timing, you gotta wait for pitch
You just swinging blindly, trying to make a hit
I'm stepping to the plate about to scrap my kicks
I'm on an indie label but I'm throwing major fits
All I need, food, clothing and a place to shit
Shower, smoke a L, maybe lay my chick
I'm baffled, please explain this shit
Your careers a car wreck that never made it then
The Cauze is your favorite
I'll eat your fucking flesh for the taste of it
I'm Sharper than a razor tip
The razors edge, the blades embed into your skin
And I'll take your head
Just for talking out your mouth, catch you walking out your house
And now your bitch ass running back to the crib
Y'all niggas cute like kittens and kids
I'm trying to be bigger than BIG
I spit it like I live with the HIV
Translation, I don't give a flying fuck, you got no drive like your tires stuck
Don't get fired up

[Chours]

These MCs ain't nothing but crumbs on the table
If I don't get a deal, I'm gonna run up on your label
Gun to your navel, run to your neighbor
Anyone that want it, get confronted till we caged up

[Verse Three Reef and Mag go back and forth]

We keep it gutter like a sewer rat
Eat your food and never chew the fat
Shoot five with me, you should use your gat
Pot belly with the bruise in back
All you WWF ass cats get put through the mat
Lying then get your cougar scratched
Fade away when we foul, hit the floor while he's shooting back
Frisbee style how we do ya wax
Nonchalantly get choked on the beat
Like a cop when the lobby's raunchy
I kill em many ways, but never softly
I bet it on me all the time and it never cost me
Get ya plot thickened, spot kicked in
I'm shady like a single man who adopts children
Props thicken, they stage fame
Name a rapper, I'll give it to that nigga like a slave name
From Broad St to Beijing, bust through your track like the A train
Name large like weight gain
The same gang, I'm easy with the hammer
3-5-7 I ain't speaking about the dancers
When I speak it be Bananas, No flash, you see the camera
Don't you ever touch our plate, we'll eat your fucking hands off

Curiosités sur la chanson Crumbs de Reef the Lost Cauze

Quand la chanson “Crumbs” a-t-elle été lancée par Reef the Lost Cauze?
La chanson Crumbs a été lancée en 2005, sur l’album “Feast or Famine”.
Qui a composé la chanson “Crumbs” de Reef the Lost Cauze?
La chanson “Crumbs” de Reef the Lost Cauze a été composée par Jason Faust, Sharif T. Lacey.

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