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lirik lagu crank lucas - 8 decades of rap in 10 minutes

[part 1: 1950s]

[verse]
now, god made adam and eve, his wife
and told them they could eat from the tree of life
but not the tree of knowledge of good and evil
and they could have room in the garden of eden
the serpent came along and he spoke to eve
and told her she would live if she ate from the tree
she took a bite of fruit and she gave it to adam
they disobeyed god and didn’t want him to catch them
they covered up once they realized they were nude
became godlike just from eating a fruit
when god questioned adam, he said it was eve
when god questioned eve, she said the serpent was mean
he cursed that the serpent had to crawl in shame
he cursed that the woman’s childbirth brought pain
he cursed that the man would work hard and die
and cursed the very ground on which they lie
cast ’em out the garden and his words were lawful
’cause if they ate the tree of of life, they’d be immortal
he put two sheriffs at the front of the garden
and told adam and eve to get to walkin’ now

[chorus]
go away from the garden
go away from the garden
go away from the garden
go away from the garden
[part 2: 1960s]

[verse]
in the heart of the ghetto, where hope seems lost
we fight for our people no matter the cost
our brothers and sisters, in the struggle we trust
united we rise in defiance of dust
the streets whisper stories of struggle and pain
yet in our hearts, resilience remains
we feed the children breakfast at dawn
health clinics programs, a new day is born
huey and bobby our leaders, our guide
in the face of brutality, we stand with pride
armed with knowledge, with justice our quest
against racist pigs, we will not rest
we are nonviolent but armed for defense
in the face of oppression, make our presence immense
to protect our people from the racist police
with courage and honor, we seek our peace
now, black is beautiful, strong, and free
our heritage, our power, our destiny
we stand for ten points, clear and bright
education, housin’, justice and rights
so hear our cry and feel our might
in the darkness tonight, we bring forth the light
for the dream of tomorrow, for promise and peace
we rise as the panthers, we shall not cease
[part 3: 1970s]

[verse]
well, i’m the baddest mc from coast to coast
gonna rock this mic, gonna make you toast
i’m the c~r~a to n to k
and they call me the radio ’cause i got play
i got the disco lights and the party vibes
when i drop my rhyme, everybody jives
just clap your hands and stomp your feet
let the rhythm take you to the funky beat
now, my name is crank and my game is tight
gonna keep on rockin’ all through the night
so get on the floor and show me what you got
let the music move you, make it hot, hot, hot
while the dj’s spinnin’, the records fly
the crowd is feelin’ electrified
so come on, everybody, let’s have some fun
’cause the party just started and we’re not done
from the east to the west and all around
we’re gonna rock this city and make it loud
so raise ya hands and start to shout
with the hip~hop crew, make ya mamas proud
to the boogie, the bang, to the boogie, the beat
to the funky rhythm, can’t stay in your seat
so just groove with it, let the music flow
’cause this brand new flow is the way to go
[part 4: 1980s]

[verse]
smooth, it’s how i rip the microphone
then my fat rhymes fill up the ozone
’cause i am one with myself mentally
when i mix these beats like chemistry
it goes “boom,” ladies go “wow”
kick up the dust while i walk through the clouds
your technique on the mic is a virgin
i got ’em dancin’, doin’ the pee~wee herman
they call me einstein and that’s fair
’cause he loves the mc squares
you know my flow comes out my soul
put the mic down, you ain’t got crowd control
when it comes to dope lyrics, i’m kickin’
i slam ’em on the beat like i’m dominique wilkins, chillin’
you a lollipop guy
you look like a rapper, but a sucker inside

[part 5: 1990s]

[intro]
yeah, yeah

[verse]
the project walls, fiends laid in the halls
mom’s workin’ two jobs so her kids don’t starve
my pops bounced so i don’t wait up late
ain’t [?] the man of the house since eight
i’m posted on this corner with a million dollar crack dream
cops wanna lock us up, it’s a black theme
i know a pregnant basehead named maxine
and she’ll probably give birth to a crack fiend
but i gotta make sure that the rent’s paid
’cause my little brother is the same age
as i was when my pops stepped
and i’m only sixteen but, believe, i got the glock strapped
’cause jack boys on the move, i am not dumb
i was thirteen, first time i shot one
i’m sellin’ white ’til i’m on top
for all i know, i probably sold this sh~t to my own pops

[outro]
what you thinkin’
don’t go, what you thinkin’
don’t go, what—

[part 6: 2000s]

[chorus]
hop up in the whip, girl, you fierce (that’s how i really do it)
i’m just countin’ money, stackin’ chips (that’s how i really do it)
i don’t care how a hater feels (that’s how i really do it)
i’m just outchea foldin’ all these bills (that’s how i really do it)
hop up in the whip, girl, you fierce (that’s how i really do it)
i’m just countin’ money, stackin’ chips (that’s how i really do it)
i don’t care how a hater feels (that’s how i really do it)
i’m just outchea foldin’ all these bills (that’s how i really do it)

[verse]
drop top, fine little dime piece
she lookin’ at me, ooh, i think she like me
do you wanna hop in? h~ll yes
and you know my white tee is a 12x
take the shoes off in the whip, this chinchilla fur
don’t worry, baby, i’ll pay for your next pedicure
i’m ’bout to get a hunnid bands just to headline
i sleep when i die, i ain’t got no bed time

[part 7: 2010s]

[intro]
crank lucas

[verse]
i just stole your b~tch at the lunch line (she was hungry, n~gga)
and i stole your sister off the hot line (all on my phone)
got her in my kitchen whippin’ cocaine (whip it, whip it, whip)
we be smokin’ gas, n~gga, propane (the king of the hill)
i whip it, i whip it, i flip it up (whip it)
giuseppe, margiela, i kick it up (designer)
your b~tches be thirsty, they all on my d~ck
they need ’em some water, they hickin’ up (thirsty)
pull up to the club in a foreign (skrrt)
pull up to the club in a phantom (skrrt)
i’m ’bout to run up a check (check)
money longer than a [?]
got your b~tch on my d~ck in the penthouse (house)
and her head feel wetter than ten mouths (sloppy toppy)
started from nothin’, now a n~gga made (i made it, mama)
money on the mattress, need a bigger bank (i made it)
used to hustle, now i— (skrrt), wholesale the work (work)
on the corner, now i— (skrrt), sell it right in church (church)
she was bad, but i— (skrrt), had to set free (why?)
she a stripper with a— (skrrt), couple stds

[part 8: 2020s]

[intro]
crank lucas in the buildin’

[verse 1]
girl, i know you f~ckin’ lyin’, you ain’t never leavin’ me
said i’m cheatin’ and i’m triflin’ and i’m f~ckin’ yo’ auntie
i ain’t know that was ms. mabel’s sister when she tried to f~ck me
you done with me forever? well, i still got the p~ssy

[chorus]
now, she said i ain’t the one (but she still let me hit it)
she told me she was done (but she still let me hit it)
she said i ain’t sh~t (but she still let me hit it)
she called me “narcissist” (but she still let me hit it)
yeah, she said i’m too cheap (but she still let me hit it)
’cause i ain’t pay her uber eats (but she still let me hit it)
apartment wasn’t neat (but she still let me hit it)
ain’t put her kids to sleep (but she still let me hit it)

[verse 2]
i got up in them guts, i was in there for a minute
i’m givin’ her the business, yeah, i’m doin’ taxes in it
her kids terrorizin’ but she ratchet, she don’t care
the baby catch a high from the cookies in the air
she told me “don’t stop, i’m almost ready to rock”
do you want it from the back, the side, or the top?
she told me let her taste it and promised she wouldn’t waste it
she left no child behind, all my kids moved out the bas~m~nt
now, girl, i got a jet, i hit you through the text
she mad that i ain’t hit her, took a week at the next
she cussed my ass out, said i treat her like a hookup
i said “that p~ssy fire, i’m just tryna watch you cook up”

[chorus]
she said i ain’t the one (but she still let me hit it)
she told me she was done (but she still let me hit it)
she said i ain’t sh~t (but she still let me hit it)
she called me “narcissist” (but she still let me hit it)
yeah, she said i’m too cheap (but she still let me hit it)
’cause i ain’t pay her uber eats (but she still let me hit it)
apartment wasn’t neat (but she still let me hit it)
ain’t put her kids to sleep (but she still let me hit it)

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