I wanna love you like I've never loved you tonight, if it's alright I wanna tell you things I've never said in my life I'm gonna hold you when the sun
Up north doo on, big ooh south side (Give my nigga love on a seven inch slide) Up north doo on, big ooh south side (Give my nigga love on a seven inch
it) Rhythem Blunt Cru, knockin' at the door Nothin' but the rough, rugged and hardcore Rhythem Blunt Cru, knockin' at the door Nothin' but the rough, rugged and hardcore Rhythem Blunt Cru
Yo This joint right here Is dedicated To the infamous, late great Donald Goines Word life, C, R, U, Cru representaion Black Girl Lost, her pop is, Daddy
the face with my gat, gat, gat Keep a close casket, made a son a bastard Got to stay strapped but the Cru is comin' back Loungin' with my Cru above
day's the 4th of July With the sparks in the sky aimin' at the gods as we get high What's your pleasure? Sippin' on the booze and the Cru's smoke the
Niggas comin' XL on the exhale Crackin' Watson Avenue, dope on interval Hey, these really spray feds are watchin' Fiends comin' through beggin' I'm knock
C R U, we makin' that cream People always sayin' what the hell do rap mean Rhythm Blunt Cru, we makin' that cream People always sayin' what the hell do
clap your hands, the hands, you clap If your girl's in the club, it's your girl I'm at If you don't know, check the sound I am from the boogie down The Rhythm Blunt CRU, The CRU
track The C R U uptown attack Scandalous from here to now just Back up to the isle where it's ill like dust Now who's rollin' through? Nobody And yo who fucks with Cru
to the back Sport a pair of Balley's and a Mighty Ha hat Comin from the Bronx like KRS One Electrify the crowd like they shooting stone guns Rhythem Blunt Cru
in the E and J Partyin', till your bare remain You're killin' 'em, okay you bring it to 'em Everyday, just like Mary J. Honeys at the bar sippin' Alaze Cru
blunt CRU And we'll rock on and on and on and on Mic check, 1 to get ready, hon Peace to the rhythm blunt CRU packin' guns And give me some funk that
My bitch, my everlovin' bitch From you, I never switch My bitch, my everlovin' bitch From you, I never switch My bitch, my everlovin' bitch From you,
' wit my Cru uptown With the drop town down with the funky sounds Chillin' with my peoples And tomorrow there's gonna be a sequel Loungin' wit my Cru
I remember the way you used to fuck me I remember the way you used to fuck me You can't deny that your fuckin' is so weak So don't waste my time (Don
Aiyyo on a midnight creep through a New York Project Wit my ghetto tech, blastin, Protect Ya Neck With my chicken head major ass cheeks bow Punk niggas
Yeah Ha Cru Mic checka da one the mic check three Cru in you baby Mic checka da one the mic check three Mix it up with the big Y.O Comin' from the Laf
