Crackin Da Cranium by The Whooliganz Lyrics
[Verse 1: Mad Skillz]
A trick or two up my sleeve oh could you believe
I'm retrieving, receiving my thoughts
Plots put together
The weather is changing it's amazing
I know the facts
But I keep dazing
So what did you say about the man with the cash
I need to get my dash on
Sing a simple song
Skip down the road quick, as I hum along
Beats in my head bumping in throughout my ear
Busting through the dust trying to make it in the clear
Forget about the past, you know I need to blast
I'm sick of getting played for some poor white trash
Knowing in the days me and pops clocked hoes
But now I know is to flow and labeled all the John Does
Sign to [?] gone with the gusto
I need to bust though and get my flow on and go on and so on and so on and now it's like so on
Whatever happen's I'm rocking the stadium
One shot to the grill crackin' your cranium
[Chorus: DJ Lethal]
[Verse 2: Mudfoot]
Well can I get a grip yo bust this
I bet you can't see it but I got a little gadget for my justice
Change is out my pocket
You stand just like my sock it's steady stinking
And I'm never jetty if you thinking you can lick me
Like I was a double scoop
Drowning in the trouble soup
Puff you like a bubblelicious bubble [?]
Fact is, [?] got the active ingredient
Busters get [?] when their acting disobedient
Knock this homegirl off the rocker
[?] all my girlies names are Betty Crocker
Cause they like passing out treats and I'm bouncing out suites of relationships with the two lips that I own
Step to the microphone and bust him [?]
Then I grab the bone
What's up you want to get a piece you can manage right before your face I'll light a poof of smoke and I'm a vanish
[Chorus: DJ Lethal]
A trick or two up my sleeve oh could you believe
I'm retrieving, receiving my thoughts
Plots put together
The weather is changing it's amazing
I know the facts
But I keep dazing
So what did you say about the man with the cash
I need to get my dash on
Sing a simple song
Skip down the road quick, as I hum along
Beats in my head bumping in throughout my ear
Busting through the dust trying to make it in the clear
Forget about the past, you know I need to blast
I'm sick of getting played for some poor white trash
Knowing in the days me and pops clocked hoes
But now I know is to flow and labeled all the John Does
Sign to [?] gone with the gusto
I need to bust though and get my flow on and go on and so on and so on and now it's like so on
Whatever happen's I'm rocking the stadium
One shot to the grill crackin' your cranium
[Chorus: DJ Lethal]
[Verse 2: Mudfoot]
Well can I get a grip yo bust this
I bet you can't see it but I got a little gadget for my justice
Change is out my pocket
You stand just like my sock it's steady stinking
And I'm never jetty if you thinking you can lick me
Like I was a double scoop
Drowning in the trouble soup
Puff you like a bubblelicious bubble [?]
Fact is, [?] got the active ingredient
Busters get [?] when their acting disobedient
Knock this homegirl off the rocker
[?] all my girlies names are Betty Crocker
Cause they like passing out treats and I'm bouncing out suites of relationships with the two lips that I own
Step to the microphone and bust him [?]
Then I grab the bone
What's up you want to get a piece you can manage right before your face I'll light a poof of smoke and I'm a vanish
[Chorus: DJ Lethal]