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Niggaz I'd hold down all day everyday. Or niggaz i'd take wit me if i recieved fame and acclaim:
Jonah aka K Dash
Magz aka Karma
Dion aka Arsenix
Tamba
Jordan aka Vendetta
Jerry aka Velz
Shane aka Syck Syllablez
My nigs that produce Trex n' Sway
I would Definately put in the word for the entire Black Ice camp.
Theres alot more but eh, i jus ill add later.
Lyrics
CRISiS, WHO?!
Verse 1: Hannibal aka CRiSiS
dont be mistaken, my +checks 'bout mil's+
y'all hatin/ cuz my dawg +TREX got grillz+// (f'real)
gleamin' even when my +necks' not chilled+
quick to kick a bitch out, if the +sex not ill+//
homie, u aint *Fresh azimiz*
*blessed azimiz*/ dont *mess wit my nigs*//
chyll before the tek *addresses my biz*
and the P's followin *arrests wit my bid*// (prison)
you need betta ways to relieve ya *pressures my nig*
heated 'cause, on ya gurl's *dress is my jizz*// (whoa!!)
ooops dawg, my guess is is +slid in+
but support i wont +give in+/ *unless its my kid*//
i dont feel none of y'all, *unless its talib* (KWELI !!!)
shoulder straps/, the gat *rest wit my ribs*//
dawg wat'chu want? i +sling ratchets+
and lay you down to rest like a +king mattress+//
[Hook] CRiSiS & Trex
Who is CRiSiS?
a young nigga on the rise *TREX*
we do it like this
son niggaz on the side *TREX*
fucc around, we clutch triggaz on the side
the young niggaz' on the rise, you can see it in his eyes// *TREX*
Verse 2: Hannibal aka CRiSiS
you can punch bags, +skip ropes+, still wind up wit +slit throats+
i got that +dick, loc+, to get ya +bitch poked+//
so dont +get choked+ --
like 20 grams of coke/ im more than a +bit dope+//
when my +clique tote+/ you can +get soaked+
feel every +clip jolt+, body threshed like +mixed pulp+//
(g'head), play the cop like nick nolt-y (48 Hours)
ill put you on flames... like where you stick poultry//
i'll snatch ya gurl if the chick sultry
stunt, ill feed you lead so you can get bulky//
i'd be damned if you jabroni's do loc
i got buls' (bulls) that shoot like tony kukoc//
enemies im murkin for certain, lets be real
anyone that try to make +certain the team fail+//
any *set or slut*, ill *shred em up*
theres *betta luck*/ findin a blind +person that seen braille+//
[Hook] CRiSiS & Trex
Who is CRiSiS?
a young nigga on the rise *TREX*
we do it like this
son niggaz on the side *TREX*
fucc around, we clutch triggaz on the side
the young niggaz' on the rise, you can see it in his eyes// *TREX*
Verse 3: Hannibal aka CRiSiS
I wanted bucks to get the bimbos hoppin
on my nuts yet im windowshoppin
wanted to be one of those men hoe swappin
always ahead of trends- go coppin
the latest fads// yet i rock faded rags
one day ill cop my moms her long awaited jag
sigh and say i made it, dag outta this hated pad
for now im street dreamin, aint it sad
street smart nigga that go graded bad
but in the shcool of hard knocks i made it grad
wit mastery it has to be that i want this drastically
want the keys to the city, the master key
after me i want a throng of supporters
to show my pops it woulda been wrong to abort us (me n' my twin)
studio mic took long to afford, long to record us
im here, enemies should get gone to the borders
