Fat Joe — I Am Crack

[Intro: News clip] (You know what you gotta understand is that it's a drug That affects the brain chemistry of the user And it causes things like paranoia, euphoria, insomnia, loss of appetite And this really insatiable craving for more cocaine People who smoke crack, they get this immediate And intense release of dopamin in the brain And once those dopamin levels plummet after just a few minutes The smoker feels compelled to take another hit Just to ease the feelings of depression and sadness) (Good afternoon We're reporting live in the streets of the Bronx today Chronicling a deadly epidemic sweeping the nation A wave of violent crimes have been linked to chronic addiction To and distribution of a drug called) [Verse 1] CRACK... They heat me up, I can see the top bubble waiting for me Investigators sending snitches for me, uhh Sold out, lines around the block Niggas waiting for a whiff of that base and that rock Chicago Bulls fitted, they calling me red top You can find me in Humboldt Park soon as it gets dark Or even in the daylight, even though it ain't right I'm outside the church preying on some saved lives Or sitting on a scale good enough to taste I'm better than a protein shake, you lose weight Nigga, no doubt I'm the hardest in the game It's the rock, I ain't talking Jay, Biggs or Dame I'm talking bling-bling, crack pipe and a collar I make bums fight, wash cars for a dollar A glass dick in the mouth of a model Take your time, baby, don't spit, just swallow BASE... ROCK!! [Interlude: News clip] (Downtown Miami we've described on the scene A intense gun battle between police and known drug dealers From both the local area and New York City The shooting's been ongoing since early this afternoon And sources report that so far as many as Nine people have been killed or wounded This is just another chapter in what has been Miami's epic struggle in the war against... ...I - I'm just a reporter!) (*gunshots*) [Verse 2] In the 80's I made so many premature babies Put niggas in Mercedes, strapped with .380's Uh, who you think made Nino smarter? If it wasn't for me, it wouldn't be no Carter Down in DC, yeah, shit got scary Almost lost my political connect with Mayor Barry They mix me with embalming fluid, it's unreal And Jada said he cooked me on a Foreman Grill Turn a happy home into a stash house They can smoke me all night until they pass out I'm cool with pops and I'm cool with moms But they don't know that we cool, me and you share a bond Franklins, Jacksons, get me to acting a fool I transform into a bird on the move Down south, yeah they on me, kid I'm the shit letting base heads and zombies live BASE... ROCK!! [Interlude: News clip] (A more brutal form of cocaine known as crack Is increasingly penetrating every part of our social strand Classified as a Schedule I substance by the DEA Crack is wreaking havoc on a nation both in the inner city and the suburbs With the war on drugs reaching a fever pitch Law enforcement agencies are scrambling to rid Their communities of this destructive drug) [Verse 3] CL 6 trey with the seats reclining From the cracks we slinging and the keys we flinging Keep iron on me, niggas on the streets keep eying me Til I Stuart Scott a nigga, trying to peep me sideways Crack, its good coke, good dope It's good money, thick broads on big boats Big business, big Benzes 26 rims lead to never ending sentences I'm looking clean in a box With a fresh line-up, nigga, your time's up The dumps where they find you mangled and tied up 50 keys in the stash case the streets dried up Short a few guns, need a couple of pies You see a boat, I run it right by Can you feel it? Nothing can save ya It's Crack baby, minus the incubators