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[by:天琴实验室AI生成v1.0]
[00:01.770]The Crack Attack -Fat Joe
[00:03.000]Yea, uhh
[00:03.900]I bet you thought I left you hangin
[00:05.970]Yea yea, yeah
[00:06.630]I bet you thought I left you hangin
[00:09.450]Terror squad again.. long overdue baby
[00:13.950]I-i-i bet you thought I left you hangin
[00:15.390]Don cartagena, bring you the best in hardcore hip-hop
[00:20.340]J-j-joe crack returns bangin
[00:21.270]Yea, uhh
[00:21.540]Yo its the don of rap, sippin cognac, hit you on the back
[00:24.810]With the mac (clak clak)slip you into cardiac
[00:27.570]Its the art of rap at the illest form
[00:29.550]From a killers point of view, who thrives off the area jealous ones
[00:33.030]You could tell its on from my introduction
[00:35.400]Hibernate the junction with killin somethin when you was barely dumpin
[00:38.730]You ain't even nuttin to worry about
[00:41.130]I flurried your mouth, with about thirty right in front of your house
[00:44.010]Then I'm hurryin out in the expedition, professional hit men
[00:46.920]The vestibule sh*t from the credible disses
[00:49.230]Federals is listenin to my conversations, tapin all the songs I'm makin
[00:52.890]Shakin down every ounce of my congregation
[00:55.080]John blazin, raisin the stakes, changin your fate
[00:57.600]Tied up in my basement with a gauge in your face
[00:59.910]Make no mistake, thats how I do my thing
[01:02.460]Blow out a lot of brains, I'm sayin, its not a game
[01:11.430]Take these words home and think it through
[01:13.500]Or the next rhyme I write might be about you --mobb deep
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[01:25.140]Uhh, uhh, yea
[01:27.090]Joe crack takin a l and make tone roll over in his grave, never that
[01:30.870]T.s. got his dreams and discourage the brave, remember that
[01:33.750]I been bustin guns since the infamous days of leather hats
[01:36.540]Varsity sweaters with big letters black
[01:38.670]Pushin the illest whips down fifty-fifth
[01:40.830]Where killers riff, without havin to split phillies and sniff
[01:43.590]And willies who shift jobs from chili willin to leave you stiff
[01:46.560]Fulfillin my biggest wish, in this illegal sh*t
[01:49.380]Quarter maris stay slugger with karats, never offered marriage
[01:52.440]When my corpse is carried my momsll get all my cabbage
[01:55.080]Terror squad is savage, draped in the finest of fabrics
[01:57.630]Floss like its a habit, eight shot up in my louis baggage
[02:00.480]You knew we knew we had you, lay half your crew in gravel
[02:03.330]Caught you slippin with your boo and started shootin at you
[02:05.910]Out of captivity, left relativity
[02:08.460]Now we on the big-ger beat, terror squad trilogy, what?
[02:16.890]Take these words home and think it through
[02:40.860]Or the next rhyme I write might be about you --mobb deep
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