Mr. Voodoo - “Crhyme Life”
[Emcee(s): Mr. Voodoo]
[Producer(s): The Alchemist]
[Additional Vocals: The Alchemist]
[Intro: Mr. Voodoo]
Yeah, yeah. Check it out. I propose to all you rappers out there. A nine, that is. Heh. Now lay down
[Verse 1: Mr. Voodoo]
I spit
Pain on wax, turn a hard-rock like
‘Caine to crack, trained to jack. The game is stacked
Mystique remain intact like Egyptian sculpture
Live, eat, shit, sleep the culture, a strict code of
Ethics like Hammurabi, old as relics
Which Element am I? The criminal one. It’s a simple theme
Life of crime scheme, treat my hoes like justice
Send them in the game blind, holding triple-beams
For the cream, it’s like we’re all fiends, crime-
-motivated, one-time most hated. When I was young
I was all about my hoes and sons, Criminal Minded
Posing with guns like KRS-One
I lost innocence, court sentences ate in
My grammar, banished, reappear in Alabama, cock
The hammers, leave no traces. So deep in the game
Me and the D.A. on a first-name basis
Lames with no faces run from the chrome
Blazes. While you in the comfort of your home
My man got shanked in the dome in a fight over
The phone a week before he was s’posed to come home. Smoking
Bones so the pain is nullified. Guns used to
Scare me, now I need them to sleep like lullabies, and if
Any man wet me, don’t cry. I’m ancestry
Plus God blessed me with three seeds to resurrect me. All you
Fake thugs? I aim this at you directly
Fuck you. I’m from Brooklyn, y’all know where to check me
[Hook: Mr. Voodoo]
C-R-H-Y-M-E, criminal
Activity hold me in captivity. Through
My wild days, my short existence, I keep
That promise, so you better keep your distance. Listen
C-R-H-Y-M-E, criminal
Activity hold me in captivity. The finer
Things what I mash for, the kind of things
In life I want the cash for
[Verse 2: Mr. Voodoo]
It’s like I’m from Cali
‘Cause I see through Kurupt eyes
Get my loot on like the LA uprise, get my
Shoot on all you tough guys ‘til I’m holding digits
Living plus-sized like swollen bitches
Hoes I hit and switch just like they were hydrox’
Game hyperbolic, frame brolic, aim
Target, Teflon and garlic in my T-E-Cs
Put the fight and frolic into an ease, nigga
Please, I’m all up in your sleeves, I’m a thief who
Believes it’s best for you to give to me, receive. Man
I see rocks on watches, you’re gonna see Glocks, even
Want the G-Shocks, strip you down to your socks. Either
You have or have-not (Ain’t no in-between). I’d rather have
Knots, so, for our knots, we’re robbing after-hour spots
Now it’s hot. Gun-power only respect gun-power
So I’m putting cowards under flowerpots
[Hook: Mr. Voodoo] (x2)
C-R-H-Y-M-E, criminal
Activity hold me in captivity. Through
My wild days, my short existence, I keep
That promise, so you better keep your distance. Listen
C-R-H-Y-M-E, criminal
Activity hold me in captivity. The finer
Things what I mash for, the kind of things
In life I want the cash for—ain’t much to ask for
[Interlude: The Alchemist and Mr. Voodoo]
The Alchemist: Yeah, mash out. Cats cash out. Full-blast out. C-R-H-Y-M-E, kid. Crhyme Life, son, to the death of me
Mr. Voodoo: Yeah, yeah, Crhyme Life. C-R-H-Y-M-E to the death of me and the death of you. Ain’t no doubt. Check it out
[Bridge: Mr. Voodoo and (The Alchemist)]
We got
My man Big TIM up in your house (Yes)
Ka and Kev up in your house (Yes)
L-Swift up in your house (Yes)
A-Butta up in your house (Yes)
Trev Better (What?), Alchemist (Peace)
David, Dante, Stimulated Dummies
Leaving other niggas bummy, getting money
[Outro: Mr. Voodoo and (The Alchemist)]
We wet you and smile like that. (Hahaha) Young people’s day-camp t-shirt, you know’m saying? Brooklyn up in your house like that
