Isaac Hayes III - 100 Bars of Crack lyrics

See I'm a muthaf**in gangsta A hundred bars of crack n***a See I'm a muthaf**in gangsta A hundred bars of crack n***a (*repeat 2X*) Now when it comes to the flow I'm the best in the nation For years now I sat back stressed and impatient See I'm the real thing and ya'll just imitations Flashy Ruff Ryders next generation I brody blocks and hustle the worst corners I'm the reason feds place city limits and search boarders I'm the reason fiends smoke and dust heads thirst water And why most of these artists got dropped first quarter And yeah I stay on the strip and no I ain't got a minute I'm in a rush I'm on my way to be rich And I'm coming to the table with hits Of course I'm on my job dogs I'm on the same label as Kiss I told n***as that I'm focused kid And I let the sig soak your wig Or let the knife go and poke your ribs I'm what a soldier is I cops heavy then I'm getting rid of the weight like Oprah did n***as hate it when I drop the price And f** pay-per-view I'm out in Vegas when I watch the fight And my culture is the Hip Hop for life And I don't catch writers block I goes to the block to write Top of the charts I'm comin' to see ya 'cause I'm lyrically sick and yeah the word play's runnin a fever And my team stay dumping them heaters They'll leave a shell in your top And I ain't talking bout the front of addidas I'm talking hollows baby we fast to dump Moxberg in ya mouth like a asthma pump I'm goin' hard for this cash I want That's why I'm bout to finish up like half my album in half a month Same time still supplying the kane I treat the booth like I'm at the the firing range Bulls-eye the side of your brain And yea they might as well name me the Hank Gathers of rap 'cause I'ma ball till I die in the game These rap cats I'll leave 'em all disgraced I'll have them all replaced And yeah I expect them all to hate And by the way I'm from the garden state The same place we blow trees and rock tees with Bob Marley's face And we don't watch ABC or NBC We strictly BET and smack DVD's And all we do is hustle hard so we can spend these G's And stretch coke like a sample on a MPC I got a whole lot to prove right now Even though there's already a whole bunch of ya'll that tried to use my style When it comes to using the tool I'm foul I named my hammer Rakim it ain't no joke and it moves the crowd And never mind how I make my wages As long as God forgives I ain't gotta be a reverend like Mase is I'm steady tryin face my cases And keep Fifth focused in Camden where the murder rates outrages 'cause he that next n***a after me And he'll punch you in the face right after me See I can get a n***a clapped for free And make it drug related sprinkle around like half a key Don't pay attention what these gays may say The games Double R's now it's no longer getting played they way 'cause they don't wanna see these AK's spray And medics pullin them sheets over they head like the KKK If we don't spray we givin cats buck fifty's And I don't turn my back on my homies especially those who came up with me I'm still the same flashy artist rap thing don't switch me I'm still drinking the same yak blowin that same old sticky And yeah I'm still runnin these streets on my same old grizzly And even though he's dead and gone I still bang my Biggie And even if I couldn't dress I ain't stay all jiggy I'm still a flashy muthaf**a in a plane old dickie Damn right I'm getting co*ky now It's just so many rap n***as runnin around with a copied style And thats the reason why your stock goes down And you gonna wind up having to live off your b**h like Bobby Brown You see this Jersey villan will hurt your feelings With the flow and the words he spilllin that's worth some millions The word play is perfect serving its purpose I guarantee when I finally surface I'll birth some children Yeah n***as gonna be mc'in like Flashy but I'll understand Every son wants to be like his daddy They see the way I breeze in the caddy My swagger lets you see that I'm savy I'm dressed to impress Evisu's baggy As far as labels go at least two had me Before Ruff Ryders said he's too nasty And they some gangsta n***as with genuine love They signed me and my advance was a burner and gloves I'm on another level used to be a troubled felon Mommy moved me to the 'burbs but I was to damn f**in ghetto And I was always stealing something from them f**ing devils 'cause pops always used to tell me never trust them devils And all my n***as got fight game And they don't have feelings muf**a You'll be thinkin they like pain We living too fast for the right lane And we don't need a beam or a scope For us to shoot with a nice aim n***a We them supertroopers quick to put them rugers to you And we gettin paper you could tell by how the crew maneuver Dee saw the vision for me like he knew the future Guaranteed me I'ma be a couple million unit mover n***as know the reputation my camp holds A hundred deep at the shows you how the camp roll Worldwide respected all over the damn globe Ruff Ryders we all in these streets like man holes n***a And for those who think it's all a act I'm goin hard till this cash stack is as tall as Shaq See I'm the reason why these other rappers fallin' back Flashy n***a this track's a wrap A hundred bars of crack n***a See I'm a muthaf**in gangsta A hundred bars of crack n***a