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That's that crack music, nigga
That real black music, nigga
La la la la la la la la, la la la la la la
(The Game)
That's that crack music, nigga
That real black music, nigga
La la la la la la la la, la la la la la la
How we stop the Black Panthers?
Ronald Reagan cooked up an answer
You hear that? What Gil Scott was Heron
When our heroes and heroines got hooked on heroin
Crack raised the murder rate in D.C. and Maryland
We invested in that, it's like we got Merril-Lynched
And we been hangin' from the same tree ever since
Sometimes I feel that 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
That's that crack music, nigga
That real black music, nigga
La la la la la la la la, la la la la la la
(The Game)
That's that crack music, nigga
That real black music, nigga
La la la la la la la la, la la la la la la
From the place where the father's gone
The mothers is hardly home
And the madigones lock us up in the Audy Home
How the Mexicans say, "We just tryin' to party homes"
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 and 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 brokeman
To bein' a dopeman, to bein' a president, look there's hope, man
This that inspiration for the mos and the folks man,
Shorty, come and see if mama straight overdosin'
And this is the soundtrack
This the type of music you make when you 'round that
Crack music, nigga
That real black music, nigga
La la la la la la la la, la la la la la la
(The Game)
That's that crack music, nigga
That real black music, nigga
La la la la la la la la, la la la la la la
God, how could you let this happen?
La la la la la la la
La la la la la la la
La la la, la la la
La la la la la la la
La la la la la la la
La la la, la la la
Uh, that's that crack music
That real black music
La la la la la la la la, la la la la la la
(The Game)
That's that crack music, nigga
That real black music, nigga
La la la la la la la la, la la la la la la
La la la la la la la la, la la la la la la
La la la la la la la la, la la la la la la
Uh, that's that crack music
That real black music
La la la la la la la la, la la la la la la
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 little 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 mamas ain't got to be they cooks and nannies
And we gonna repo everything they ever took from Grammy
Now the former slaves trade hooks for Grammy's
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
That real black music, nigga
La la la la la la la la, la la la la la la
That's that crack music, nigga
That real black music, nigga
La la la la la la la la, la la la la la la
Ronald Reagan cooked up an answer
You hear that? What Gil Scott was Heron
When our heroes and heroines got hooked on heroin
Crack raised the murder rate in D.C. and Maryland
We invested in that, it's like we got Merril-Lynched
And we been hangin' from the same tree ever since
Sometimes I feel that 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
That real black music, nigga
La la la la la la la la, la la la la la la
That's that crack music, nigga
That real black music, nigga
La la la la la la la la, la la la la la la
The mothers is hardly home
And the madigones lock us up in the Audy Home
How the Mexicans say, "We just tryin' to party homes"
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 and 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 brokeman
To bein' a dopeman, to bein' a president, look there's hope, man
This that inspiration for the mos and the folks man,
Shorty, come and see if mama straight overdosin'
And this is the soundtrack
This the type of music you make when you 'round that
That real black music, nigga
La la la la la la la la, la la la la la la
That's that crack music, nigga
That real black music, nigga
La la la la la la la la, la la la la la la
La la la la la la la
La la la, la la la
La la la la la la la
La la la, la la la
That real black music
La la la la la la la la, la la la la la la
That's that crack music, nigga
That real black music, nigga
La la la la la la la la, la la la la la la
La la la la la la la la, la la la la la la
La la la la la la la la, la la la la la la
That real black music
La la la la la la la la, la la la la la la
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 little 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 mamas ain't got to be they cooks and nannies
And we gonna repo everything they ever took from Grammy
Now the former slaves trade hooks for Grammy's
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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im suprised nobody has commented on this song, its without a doubt the deepest track on late registration.
After the civil rights movement the gov't put crackcocaine in the inner city communities, and it tore us apart, the effects of this can still be seen today. alot of blacks invested heavily in the drug game... if they wernt using it.. they were selling it.
the other half of the song is saying how Hip Hop Music is becoming "the next crack" for us. Alot of us are rapping, and almost all of us are listening to it. We're making ALOT of money from hip hop. It was once seen as a negative thing, but in this country, if it makes money, corporate america will jump in.
So the line at the end that says "this dark diction has become americas addiction" is so true, because this BLACK artform has been accepted by mainstream whites and they cant get enough, so just like we used to bag up and slang crack...we're now bagging up and slangin hip hop... and people are hooked.
I love this song, its so true...so so so true..
ChuchTaylor did a good job of explaining the song. I love it.
the beat is the best ive heard in awhile, a technical genius at that...im glad someone is actually using talent in the rap world
so good so ill and so deep, its one of those songs that you hear on the cd once or twice and like the beat and the flow but have no idea how much meaning it has until you look up the lyrics.
the song i think talks about the irony of how the government got black neighborhoods hooked on and undermined by crack (or so he says) and now some years later blacks are rapping and writin about it and selling it right back as music. from it hip hop has emerged and is arguably the most popular genre and ironically whites are the biggest consumers.
It has been "claimed' that the reagan admin put crack in the streets.
i deserve credit!
One of my favourite songs on late registration,
the chorus "thats that crack music nigga, that real black music nigga" I think means that this song is intended for black people to hear, I say this because of the word "crack." Crack as stated in an earlier post was developed and intended for black people.
why hasn't someone figured out what those "...." parts are IN THE WHOLE INTERNET?