"Boost The Crime Rate" lyrics - THE ALCHEMIST

Main (Sheek Louch):
I eat, shit, sleep breathe the hood
Holidays I make yall niggas easter good
Lil niggas need work, I let em fuck up wood
Dirt weed. Sheek Louch been og'd
This street shit homie, you can't buy it can't learn it (nah)
Don't ask me why I drink and don't burn it
Don't ask me why I load the hammer if I'm goin to chill
I don't know who comin to kill
Look at my grill, see how smooth it feel
It ain't tryin to get cut 'cause you dusted
That's my word, Imma clap till the guard is busted
With my niggas all over your dogs like mustard
Grimey niggas can't be trusted
I rather you catch me with the burna
Then bid like a motherfuckin man
These faggot niggas takin a stand
I get at you when I come home, thats the plan

[Hook:]
What Up!
Clap, pop, bust, squeeze
Boost the crime rate, boost the crime rate
Grip, paw, stab, shank
Boost the crime rate, boost the crime rate
Base, coke, weed, wet
Boost the crime rate, boost the crime rate
Body, done, it's over for son

J-Hood (Verse Best verse imo):
[?] you older than melon nigga
On his stomach
I'm in the kitchen fuck a
Scrape the base off the pot