That Crunk Shit
Lyrics, vocals, and instrumental by Emcee Lynx
The UnAmerican LP

It’s that crunk shit, bump shit, shake your rump shit
Bassline beatdown to rattle your trunk shit
Hard core street style old-school hip hop
Where it’s all about skill, not the clothes you rock
I rock clubs, bars, raves and riots
Intimidate opposition, leaving MC’s quiet
Strike like a match and burst to flame
Way too many fake pimps in this hip hop game
I’m leavin ya’ll retired, the audience wired
Screamin for an encore, cuz they’re sick and tired
Of big-willy-ism, fuck the bling bling
5.5 million folks are locked in sing-sing
I trashed a dozen corporate clones that talk like you
Walk like you, think they’re hot like you
And after all the bullshit ya’ll put me through
I’m makin ya’ll the main course, let’s barbecue.

running out of time, the pressures on,
And I’m here to rock ya’ll till the break of dawn
Bump that bangin bassline and it can’t be wrong,
kick holes in ya skull, flip beats off my toungue
Movin like a monster, the last dragon
Shinin light on ya mind like the blazing sun
explode like supernova, I came to show ya
clean out ya ears cuz i got something fo’ ya
flip the internet to rip dialtones
roam like mobile phones, connect far from home
fuck payin it back, this is a gift not a loan
but ya’ll livin in boxes, like the bio-dome
expand the dialect, spittin synergy
I’m an MC Squared, that equals Energy
Wrote this for my people, fuck my enemies
No justice, no peace, and no diplomacy

I rock bread and roses, b-boy poses
Fuck second best ya’ll, believe me, I chose this
Lifestyle I’m livin, ignore the divisions
rock the mic every day if I can cuz I’m driven
to rise to the top, revolution style
put the top on the bottom, let ‘em live it for a while
reagonomics says I should pull by bootstraps
every high-school physics student knows that
gravity gives nothing, a pound is a pound
sp if nothing holds you up then you’re come down
I clown government officials, politicians, CEO’s
they got the money and the power, but I got the flows
to infect ya brainstem and rip the system
spit fire on the mic, I’m just defendin
can’t afford to ignore the information I’m sendin
apocalypse styles, cuz their world is endin