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[Intro]

Crumbs

[Chorus: Blu]

Uh, they tryna poison the young and give the teenagers guns

To sell drugs and make (Crumbs)

They want you livin' in slums, they tryna treat you like bums

Man, you gon' let them feed you them (Crumbs)

'Member how crazy it was, back then, you used to get hung

For stealin' (Crumbs)

Uh, and now they cuttin' out your tongue 'cause you can't have none

[Verse 1: Blu]

Ayo, broke, no hope, down to your last buck, stuck

Felt like you got hit with a Mack truck, duck flashy rappers

My 9 bust, some crumbs from your wallet

Kiss the picture of your whippersnappers after they pocket your dollars

Top role models and businessmеn downtown never see us comin'

Oh, now they runnin', now thе police comin' out bustin'

They 'bout to bust and somebody is 'bout to go out bustin'

Buckin' down all the officers that never gave us nothin'

All the politicians that pinched and pinched and never budged

The rich and all the judges that put my niggas in prison for nothin'

We comin' for them, we comin' for everything we ever wanted

Which is nothin' when you stuck in a ditch

Back to the blood of the king's thing

After we clean up king's ring and bling-bling

I'm comin' for the queens and the seeds

Before you vanish, ayo, you gotta take advantage

You gotta be prepared to take much more than you handed

[Chorus: Blu]

'Cause bro, yo, they handin' out (Crumbs)

They tryna poison the young and give the teenagers guns

To sell drugs and make (Crumbs)

They want you livin' in slums, they tryna treat you like bums

Man, you gon' let them feed you them (Crumbs)

'Member how crazy it was, back then, you used to get hung

For stealin' (Crumbs)

Uh, and now they cuttin' out your tongue 'cause you can't have none

[Verse 2: Rome Streetz]

Uh, high powerful

With the pen, I write fly parables

Them other guys try, but they style is boof (Them niggas washed)

I been the truth like Nas with the chipped tooth (Uh-huh)

Started with a crumb, now my stock rise through the roof

I saw all this shit in my dreams since I was a youth

I manifested the money, now we livin' comfy

On a natural high, vibin' outside the country

FBI want you locked, eatin' lunch meat

Poison the food, killin' you slow while you still hungry (Fuck it)

Fuck the judge, if he have his way, he probably hung me

Speedin' on the road to riches in the front seat

One deep, put the work in yourself, nothin' come free (Uh-huh)

The innocent scared to take it to trial, so they take a plea

Real shit, they'd rather give us nothin', so we take a knee

They'll cap you over a nick, somethin' minute

But this that raw uncut shit you can't dilute (Crumbs)

[Verse 3: ICECOLDBISHOP]

Look, okay, I came to save the youth, these niggas played the youth

Gettin' off my chest what most these niggas scared to say to you

False idols, our titles revert back to the king, that's aight

Young killers jumpin' in the lane that don't even seem his size

Remember he a king and it's some things that he can't see inside

It's the fragility, he a youngin, I don't wanna see him sigh

They sell their box for sellin' rocks to run from cops for crumbs and blocks

But it's all we know, my nigga, we from crumblin' blocks

Rumblin' tops, fists flyin' everywhere, comin' home with knots

I miss the days when we would fight instead of bust our Glocks

The days when hot chili cheese Fritos gave us stomach knots

Before they poisoned us then made way to infiltrate the plot

Not every leader that we love is under flowerpot

I'll teach a class on all this shit in different hour blocks

Talk Black empowerment, real estate, a lil' stocks

'Cause I ain't satisfied with them lil' crumbs that all my niggas got

[Chorus: Blu]

'Cause bro, yo, they handin' out (Crumbs)

They tryna poison the young and give the teenagers guns

To sell drugs and make (Crumbs)

They want you livin' in slums, they tryna treat you like bums

Man, you gon' let them feed you them (Crumbs)

'Member how crazy it was, back then, you used to get hung

For stealin' (Crumbs)

Uh, and now they cuttin' out your tongue 'cause you can't have none

[Outro]

The children of today with little or no chance

The children of tomorrow with no hopes of advance

Still, we must on these tokens rely

Desirable or not, it's do or die

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