Tales The Crack Side Tales From The Crack From The Crack Side I up in the morning, on a regular day I knew my man named R, be around my way I my hair, my teeth, suddenly I washed my face Then he came my house with the drug base He kept if I take one hit of a pipe I write records to rhyme the rest of the night I said, "R, I do drugs, or drugs are whack" And ain't that base like a drug, CRACK He no Solo, see base is the shit Girls puff of base, and everybody it He left off quick and left me the and the pipe And I thought I write a record a rhyme, before I reach I if that's true, but any case I couldn't wait to write my after I smoke the base He left the crib, I the telephone It was my mom telling to watch my sister she gets home I hung up the phone, no time to waste I put my sister in the kitchen so I could the base It had a funny taste but it taste bad I felt hot when I got my pen and pad I wrote a it was funky I broke in a 'Cause the rhy that I wrote, to run off my page I said, "Stop rhyme" Then I grabbbed the rhyme and cut the That I've seen running in my I got a mind was happy when I the rhyme was dead leaf swong and caught me square on the head I on my floor and The rhyme grabbed the And cut my little I it took her life She fell on the floor, blood the rug The was left and to my surprise I knew something was bugged I got on the phone to the cops, "what should I do?" You'd did the same thing if you was in my As I talking I seen the rhyme run by And hit me a can of ravioli in my eye I on the floor look and when my vision cleared I looked around the and see the rhyme disappeared I started to cry I said, "Oh, would my mom say?" That's when I heard a cop up into the driveway She came in the she took a look at the place See my sister bleeding the knife and the base She said, "You cut your while you were smoking that shit" I said, "Mom, I didn't cut 'er, the did it" I knew this was the truth, mom it was a lie Some of y'll might even think it's just a Tale The Crack Side A Tale From The Crack A Tale From The Side Mom was crying, she ran in Got on the phone, and then she started to the cops So I ran out the door, and I for The that cut my sister, who bled on my floor I got in the yard, out ran out in the street I had to duck behind some 'cause I seen the police When they ran in my house and up the block I see my girl far to my house, and my jaw dropped I said, "Baby stop," but yo she kept on I pretty soon, the cops would be hawking I never the trouble I was really headed for the rhyme appeared again dressed in Santa Claus He said, "Ho Ho Ho baby you great" And told me dead on my face my girl was gonna get Me this whole thing it was blowing my mind 'Cause my girl was getting raped by this rhyme He was sliding in fast my cried for help I grabbed a stick, you know and Solo went for I hit the rhyme in the and seen him drop But hen the disappeared and all I seen was cops They were coming for me I couldn't escape my girl was on the ground butt-naked yelling and raped One cop gave 'er a coat and "M.s are you alright?" cop said that's the kid that cut his sister with the knife I told them my name, I tried to They the side of my story They "Boy you insane" you raped this girl too Come on and admit it I said, "Man, I rape 'her, the rhyme did it" I knew was the truth but cops thought it was a lie Some of might even think it just a Tale From The Crack Side A Tale From The Crack A Tale The Crack Side A Tale From The Side The cops to catch me, so I ran like hell I needed someone to to, someone to tell 'Cause all these things were happening they where blowing my See, I knew I do this, I knew it was a rhyme But who would believe me in any high of mind If ask me who did it, and I say it was a rhyme The cops buy it, this is why I 'm being chased Then my mom the cops that I was high, on base I'm running I'm I suddenly knew that I had to get the piece out as as I can, so I shoot up this corner, run up block Looked over my shoulders, and I lost the cops, then I ran to his door, bang like a or two He "Solo, hey man the cops are looking for you" I said, "Thanks to you the base and pipe" "I wrote a rhyme high last night and the came alive" He started to laugh, "Yeah right!" I said, "It my girl on the block, and cut my sister with a knife" He laughing, he thought it was a joke He said, "Yo Solo you had a little too to smoke" I grabbed him in the jaw, we started on the floor Suddenly that's when I heard that was coming from the door To conclusion, my mind, I said "Could it be the cops, or the rhyme" But before when I told 'em my man pay me no And when the door opened up, it came the With a hammer in his hand he to hit me in the head I ducked, but the hit P instead I started braeking then, I said this must be a He was screaming on the floor and was blood everywhere I got on the phone, called the She went into And when I hung up the phone, cops was on the I stuck my head out the door, said, "Help me the is in here" But then he the hammer, again he disappeared The cops asking me how did he get hit I kept trying to tell the "Yo, the rhyme did it" didnt' buy it, they said "Boy you're bug" "You can save rhyme story, for the lawyer or the judge" I get the D.A. and judge still wouldn't listen They gave me fifteen to twenty-five in prision take me somewhere, far state For attempted murder, assault too and My family won't talk to me, my friends see me My girl now hates me, and she don't wanna me 'Cause when this all on me It a rhyme it was just base technique So I kids and adults in this place This could happen to if y'll smoke crack or base So do yourself a favor stay from this Or you'll be in jail like I was yelling the did it No one believe you, they'll think you're telling a lie And life will become another, Tale From The Crack Side Tale The Crack Side Tale From The Side Tale The Crack Side PMD, up Tom J, I'm out