CRAP RAP 2/LIKE TO BLOW Lyrics

We are the Fall
Northern white crap that talks back
We are not black. Tall.
No boxes for us.
Do not f**k us.
We are frigid stars.
We were spitting, we were snapping "Cop Out, Cop Out!"
as if from heaven.



s*cker X 9



No stars in the zone
I stay at home
I live on snacks
Potatoes in packs



I like to blow...
I like to blow....
I like to blow
Concentration zone



The years go in circles,
the years go in circles
Hopes goes, I'm gone
Smoke comes, i go



A spurs fan, a warrior,
happy no-hoper
Dull, manage,
I think slow.



s*cker, blow.