CRISPS by Doktorp777 Lyrics

Breakin the blocks so i can rebuild it with the shape i want
The gang is so hard, like "Ra" the god of the sun, cus we so raw, we burn
You can take it off the hands of the mothafuckin clock
But you cannot fight with time, you gotta adapt and improvise

Cus we creepin', not crips tho'
But I do like some crisps chips
Yea I be always trippin like this, bro

Im not gonna die, not even for my country
Cus they did not gave me shit but a headache, lot of worries

Time is slowly creepin', callin' to ur grave, son
So make the most of it
So make the most of it

Time is slowly creepin', callin' to ur grave, son
So make the most of it
So make the most of it

Time is slowly creepin', callin' to ur grave, son
So make the most of it
So make the most of it
Time is slowly creepin', callin' to ur grave, son
So make the most of it
So make the most of it

Time is slowly, creepin, callin to ur grave son
Dont wait 'round the block, the cops, will try to abuse their power
So, these bitches be walkin' around like they got no more fuckin' purpose
But they're tryin their best
Yea, taxes cut for all the rich, while they cut support forfamilies
In need that tryin' to eat
Huh
Ain't so neat, ya, ya america is a bitch
That been suckin' all of you dry
Tryina sell you fantasies

Time is slowly creepin', callin' to ur grave, son
So make the most of it
So make the most of it

Time is slowly creepin', callin' to ur grave, son
So make the most of it
So make the most of it

Time is slowly creepin', callin' to ur grave, son
So make the most of it
So make the most of it
Time is slowly creepin', callin' to ur grave, son

So make the most of it