Tales From The Crack Side



Tales From The Crack Side



Tales From The Crack Side




I Woke Up In The Morning On A Regular Day



I Knew My Man Named R Would Be Around My Way



I Brushed My Hair My Teeth Suddenly I Washed My Face



Then He Came Over My House With The Drug Base



He Kept Saying If I Take One Hit Of A Pipe



I Write Records To Rhyme Before The Rest Of The Night



I Said "R I Don't Do Drugs, Or Drugs Are Whack"



And Ain't That Base Drug Like A Drug, CRACK



He Said No Solo, See Base Is The Shit



Girls Puff Of Base, And Everybody Does It



He Left Off Quick And Left Me The Base And The Pipe



And I Thought I Write A Record A Rhyme, Before I Reach Night



I Said If That's True, But Any Case



I Couldn't Wait To Write My Record After I Smoke The Base



He Left The Crib, I Heard The Telephone



It Was My Mom Telling To Watch My Sister 'till She Gets Home



I Hung Up The Phone, With No Time To Waste



I Put My Sister In The Kitchen So I Could Smoke The Base



It Had A Funny Taste But It Didn't Taste Bad I Felt Hot



That's When I Got My Pen And Pad



I Wrote A Rhyme It Was Funky



I Broke In A Race



'Cause The Rhy That I Wrote, Tried To Run Off My Page



I Said, "Stop Rhyme"



Then I Grabbbed The Rhyme And Cut The Rhyme



That I've Seen Running In My Sight



I Got A Mind Was Happy When I Thought The Rhyme Was Dead



Some Leaf Swong And Caught Me Square On The Head



I Fell On My Floor And



The Rhyme Grabbed The Knife



And Cut My Little Sister



I Thought It Took Her Life



She Fell On The Floor, Blood Covered The Rug



The Rhyme Was Left And To My Surprise I Knew Something Was Bugged



I Got On The Phone To Call The Cops, "what Should I Do?"