CRU - Wreckognize Lyrics
f/ Black Rob[Black Rob]Yo all I do is drop lethal, yall know my peo-pleVerbally it's a massacreI'm sharper then shanks up in AtticaChoke them lethally till he suffocateLifeless but step into this shit that's pricelessI cut the life force, now I'm on the right courseI stifle, those that pop shit but carry rifle, triflinYet I'm wise, every murder's organizedIt's premeditated so brothers recognizeNo escapin the hell-a-coust, pay your toll, come acrossAnd watch me test my burner on a horseHom-i-ci-dal, I used the vital when I step to suck-a-cidalIt all balls down to my recitalNo time to waste, fill the bass I got ya head in the suitcaseSmilin while I'm look at ya dead faceThe cause of death still remains a mystery it's a pityThey caught me cause the source had to flicker meNot at all tops the shame, no external no blood stainsSharp objects to pierce the brainI got enough dope for your veins and restrainHand cuffs and chains nuthin but pain[Chorus Yogi]Nigga, you better WreckgonizeYou bett-er, Wreck-gon-nizeNigga, you better WreckgonizeNigga, you better Wreckgonize, nigga[Yogi]Car-los, the base head, is lurkin (lurkin)Askin for change nigga constantly urkinMs. Elizabeth callin out the win-dow to her husband JoeNigga died a year agoAnd every day's the 4th of July with the sparks in the skyAimin at the Gods as we get high, what's your pleasure?Sippin on the booze and the Cru's smoke the bluntsThe whole blunt, nuthin but the bluntBut the O heads in the pro-jects, hit the he-ronDozin off in front of liquor stores through a p-longDon't know how to act, Sister Eve go to churchBut she still smoke the cracks, praise to the lord, doin badSpanish kids across the bridge popin on that nes tabsGo to the bar drop the "yay-yo"Sniffin with the lows, all red lookin feyoAnd the ledge round the way, Yogi still smokes dustBeetlejuice (Beetlejuice-Be, Beetlejuice, Beetlejuice)I guess that lesson wasn't deliveredWhen Chip and Elah took that long walk in the river***** a 95, we got the 9 2-5's, 3 8-10, 2 4-4'sMake a nigga hesitateThat's if you don't know the date[Chrous][Chadio]In actuality violence is my realitySome tend to talk me but to them it's just a fallacyTrue lies, you kick your stories on the streetNow it's true, listened twisted up and say it was youBut me, I'm representin while my peeps puff herb, superbDropin bombs like a Boznian, Serb's my wordIt gets no deeper, I bet the Grim ReaperWhile layin on my chest wish-in I had worn a vestNow don't ask why just Wreckgonize my demiseRunnin from 4-5's spark the drive-by'sLong hot days in July, the blood driesAnd the kid that didn't run is the kid who diesThe body states of America filled with liesShorties runin and gunin in front of God's eyeIt ain't no surprise that the brain just friesDue to excessive use of the get highsAnd I'm that same nigga drinkin Mi-tieAnd we can't kick out habits no matter how man-y triesLiving amongst the new world, doin despiseGuys that don't give a ***** the just chastiseBut I rise, see my mind's too wiseCatchin bodies with chip-a-bodies I have no tiesHittin home runs while you hit pop fliesDon't mind the size nigga just Wreckgonize[Chorus 2X]
