Crooked I - Getaway

[FuckTheWorld]

gdamn man crooked just killllllllls this shit
this is lyrical assisination at its finest

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Intro:

Yeah, yeah
Veterans Day just passed, shouts out to all the Veterans
Did you know that, one out of every four Veterans is homeless in America
It's way bigger issues for this country to attack than me using the N-word
Sup my niggas? Hip Hop Weekly
Yeah, 33 hahaha
Fresh out of the Hip Hop Awards (yall missed it)
First one on the Westcoast (you missed it, haha)
I walked away with the "Westcoast Best Lyrical Assassin" Award
Yeah, here's why, haha

Verse 1:

Yo, you fuckin with a blade runner
Crooked's a straight gunner
I can freestyle for 8 summers, I'm the 8th wonder
White tee's, 38's under
My bad weather pistol strike like lightning and make thunder
When I wet ya, I betcha get a stretcher when I catch ya
Digest the bullet, my pleasure, high measures
Shots diggin in ya chest, tryin to find treasure
Find me in the city spelled with 9 combined letters
L.O.N.G.B.E.A.C.H.
We ain't jokin' nigga, we squeezin' them 3-8's (Long Beach)
Each day that passes I'm breathenin' poisonous gases 
Spittin straight acid, infectin' the greater masses
Takin' names after kickin' asses, I trashes
Brass knuckles to your stunna glasses like Cassius
King of the cheddar talk, sever whoever with the Desert Hawk
Leave predators dead, I'm forever Boss
When I set it off, You lesbian thespian best be pedestrians 
That means you pussy actors better walk
Funeral service, time to buy some flowers
I know you wish you could rewind time some hours
Change your mind and cower
Instead of gettin' sniped by the rifle tower
Right, you rivals get your life devoured
When I ignite the Howard, Sir, Yes Sir
On my Rise to power, campaigning like Eisenhower
Coming off like a young Darryl McDaniels
Coming off five times a day like arabic sandals
Rich Ghetto American vandals
My necklace on fire
And it light up the room (like) I'm wearin some candles
Whoever's hot I'm gonna scorch ya
You boys are out of order but can not afford waterboard an' torture
Of course I'm a carnivore, I'm the Art of War enforcer
You Brontosaurus slow, to catch me you gotta floor a Porsche
I'm light years from fishing for ideas
I'm itchin' to find peers
I'm switching my minds gears
Dimensions of my fears
All involved fear of what I do to you niggas
Ya Henchman is right here
I got the future visions
I ain't usin' you for missals
I give em the truth and then the youth to listen
We can make money in our sleep
Like kids when they tooths is missin'
All you do is join the new comission
No Paul Castellano, No Sammy Gravano just friends of C.O.B.
The only family that I know
Give us money and power
Give the Grammy's to Bono
Give us love and respect, address me as Intriago
The one who treats the booth like a Synagogue
A Demagog, while y'all get ya Babel on, like my nigga Nimrod
I get my Grand Hustle on, like I'm in the Pimp Squad
And I keep it West, like the leader of the Lench Mob
Lyrical Assassin, the best in the West
Sleep on that and get your eye lids stretched to your chest
B.O. S nigga S,
Burnin' down the compound like I'm Koresh'in (David Koresh) the flesh
Hahaha, Yes!

Outro:

Gone start hittin' you whack ass rappers with dumpers
Put you underground like a bunker nigga, haha
Yeah, Get Away
This' for my niggas in Philly, for my niggas in New York, New Jersey
My niggas out there in the mothafuckin' Texas, mothafuckin' Atlanta
Florida, for my niggas all around the world
My London niggas hit me up
My mothafuckin' niggas way over in Italy, rockin that C.O.B. shit
Yaknow I'm talkin bout? We got spit over here homeboy
And I'm the King of the spitters nigga
Eastside Long Beach, C.O.B., Circle of Bosses
Comission of Businessmen