A cracked-up baby is a little grim reaper It's born with the rock in its head Oh mommy, just inhale a little bit deeper I'm a crack baby I'm one of the dead You can stop your maternal spasms Break down the hormone surge The pressure equals the pleasure And the discharge equals the urge Crack babies Crack tots They're growing crack pots Crack kiddies Crack snots They're uzi crack shots If I want suicide with a toxic smoke It's my business if I want to croak Born in Watts to a mother on coke Yo! Komikaze - have another toke! This war on d** is a racist joke Rehabilitation with a C.I.A. stroke Chasing their tails til the country's broke Imperialism with a puritan cloak Crack babies only need two things that I know A little white rock and a little white ho' They be scrumpin' the puppy Humpin' the yuppie Pumpin' the bunny Crack babies Crack tots We're growing crack pots Crack kiddies Crack snots We're uzi crack shots Crack babies of the world unite! 'Cause the U.S.A. is looking for a fight Without the crutch of a Soviet threat They need a drug war for the media net The buck always stops at the pentagon door And winds up in the panties of an S&L who*e National guard on the D.C. streets Will drop like flies to slaughterhouse beats Brave white boys will wave their flags Leave the ghetto in body bags Supply and demand is the law of the land So tell Mr. Bush to start using his hand Daddy was a crackerjack Momma was a junkie Crack babies are bad! Crack babies are funky!