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[Verse I]
Remix;re-mix…they call it “Crack cocaine”/Put white powder in hot water, whip it til they bust vein/ I’m talking cocaina,baking soda… ain’t no such thing/…needed other than a stove and a pyrex pot/ Cook it; bag it, sell it to the Js nearest spot/Arm and hammer turnt that powder to alot of vial of crack/In the kitchen like Ron Duprat….cookin’ cavvy,no caviar/Makin’ profit off that whippin’,baby; we know they are/Often use a blender…smoke it in a bando…distilled water, Gemstar razor, couple keys and a mason jar/I don’t mean no piano; that’s some kilo/My cousins dead-broke, they hustle/…Til Uncle Sam kick their door and give them life for
[Hook X2]
Remix;re-mix
I’m cooking that remix
Pushers called it “Re-rock”,I’m calling it remix
Remix;re-mix
I’m producing remix
Serve it to the streets,they needed that remix
[Verse II]
Remix,Re-mix…call it “schoolcraft or fish-scale”/Cook it, chop it; wrap it, make sure that shit sell/Vivian Blake had a plan then it got followed well/ Now niggers can have plane off of that shit when it sells/ Oh,well….but it can fuck a nigger brain-cells/Oops…a whitey too; surely that’s what white do/ Gimmie that credit card but I won’t swipe boo/Put bricks on top of bricks….Goddamn I see right thru/….that misery that has enslaved me/…Dropped outta College still have knowledge on that Chemistry/Which makes fiends fly…formication and dependency/They’d never get higher than the mileage of previously/I can it tell seriously
Which product is purer….This’ not Better Business Bureau/Servin’ on 24-7…gon need some days off; Bueller/Things just got hot in the streets…flauntin’ vices is cooler/You plan on finesse the plug, your life may end way sooner/
Rich rappers crack jokes and y’all fans broke up laughin’….Ignorin’ how bad they fool ya/Sayin’ you need a triple-beam balance when the world weight on your shoulder/Slang Base? Nah! Jesus can help you outta this; i reassure ya
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