Kanye West – Crack Music Lyrics

Produced By: Jon Brion & Kanye West
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[Produced by Kanye West & Jon Brion]

[Hook: Kanye West & The Game]
That's that crack music nigga
That real black music nigga
(That's that crack music nigga)
(That real black music nigga)


[Verse 1: Kanye West]
How we stop the Black Panthers?
Ronald Reagan cooked up an answer

You hear that? What Gil Scott was hearing
When our heroes or heroines got hooked on heroin
Crack raised the murder rate in D.C. and Maryland
We invested in that, it's like we got Merrill lynched
And we been hangin' from the same tree ever since

Sometimes I feel the music is the only medicine
So we, cook it, cut it, measure it, bag it
Sell it, the fiends cop it, nowadays they can't tell if
That's that good shit, we ain't sure man
Put the CD on your tongue, yeah that's pure man


[Hook]

[Verse 2: Kanye West]
From the place where the father's gone, the mothers is hardly home
And the madigon's lock us up in the Audy Home

How the Mexicans say, we just tryin to party holmes
They wanna pack us all in a box like styrofoam
Who gave Saddam anthrax?
George Bush got the answers

Back in the hood it's a different type of chemical
Arm & Hammer baking soda raised they own quota
Right when our soldiers, ran for the stove cause
Cause, dreams of being Hova
Went from bein a broke man to bein a dopeman
To bein the President, look there's hope man

This that inspiration for the Moes and the Folks man
Shorty come and see his momma straight overdosin
...and this is the soundtrack
This the type of music that you make when you 'round that

[Hook]

[Kanye West]
God, how could you let this happen *echoes*

[Hook x3]

[Outro: Malik Yusef]
Our Father, give us this day, our daily bread
Before the feds give us these days and take our daily bread

See I done did all this ol' bullshit
And to atone, I throw a lil' somethin somethin on the pulpit

We took that shit, measured it and then cooked that shit
And what we gave back was crack music

And now we ooze it through they nooks and crannies
So our mommas ain't got to be they cooks and nannies

And we gon' repo everything they ever took from granny
Now the former slaves trade hooks for Grammys
This dark diction has become America's addiction
Those who ain't even black use it

We gon' keep baggin up this here crack music

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