"F*ck A Crowd"  Parental Advisory genre: Hip Hop
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	Club track with a twist. I diss the crowd for not payin respect.
	CD: Hip Hop Is Not Afraid Of You   Label: Unsigned Credits: Produced by Soleternity, Written, Mixed, Mastered & Recorded by RespectBA
	Story Behind the Song Experience that some people in clubs would rather get pissed than pay respect to the artists performing. Lyrics Hook x1: Fuck a crowd...don't need ya- If ya don't feel this, fuck it I won't teach ya- Fuck a crowd...get a drink and stand up- Let ya head snap when I set my raps off- Fuck a crowd...don't need ya- If ya don't feel this, fuck it I won't teach ya- Fuck a crowd...get a drink and stand up- ... Verse 1: If the crowd sends me love, I send it back at ya- Capture the moment when I'm flowin and I grasp ya- Answers to questions, dancer's professions- Double the budget, and don't get half the progressions- Napster recessions, master the message- Project it, directed at the mass on the benches- Dun dun dun dun...get the fuck up!- Trust me, I was just as tight before I lit the skunk up- Drunk as fuck, get the fuck out my damn may- I cause a rampage like a dumpster truck- Not a one-hit-wonder, ain't had one hit- My words sting get struck by the thunder- In a slumber I dream about hip-hop- If ya ain't feelin this, believe me kid ya teacher was mis-taught- Feelins are distraught- Do the people care about MC's that ain't gleemin from a wrist watch?- If so, support me when I'm spittin- The slope is never slippin when I'm flowin and I'm flippin- Motion is a mission, when you're smokin and you're drinkin- But check yaself, respect I'm scorin with precision- Hook x1: Fuck a crowd...don't need ya- If ya don't feel this, fuck it I won't teach ya- Fuck a crowd...get a drink and stand up- Let ya head snap when I set my raps off- Fuck a crowd...don't need ya- If ya don't feel this, fuck it I won't teach ya- Fuck a crowd...get a drink and stand up- ... Verse 2: Back with a second verse, sketch it on a half-page- Tell me, who's the last name you'd mention first?- Never would it be me hopin for fame- My goal in this game ain't gettin on a TV- I bring the fuckin world to a stand still- When my rap skill is exact, heavy like an anvil- Pennin with a black quill, Spectacular- Track attacks ya, hi-hat leg fracturer- Spit like Respect? I'll give ya free lessons- Fuckin breakin the ice, light a joint to ease tension- Please mention, when I'm ridin the nerves- I'm writin a verse just like a frightening curse- I'm tight in a word, the tightest in a single sentance- Equippin with a weapon that's spittin with aggression- Miss it in a second, then hit re-wind- This kind of emcee, tight grip, free mind- Green light my project, son it feels right- Free-fallin a thousand feet onto steel spikes- Fuck deals, right? Matter fact fuck these mics- Crowd don't like this shit? I just be like... Hook x1: Fuck a crowd...don't need ya- If ya don't feel this, fuck it I won't teach ya- Fuck a crowd...get a drink and stand up- Let ya head snap when I set my raps off- Fuck a crowd...don't need ya- If ya don't feel this, fuck it I won't teach ya- Fuck a crowd...get a drink and stand up- ... Verse 3: Broadcastin live for life, I never lip synch- Inhale the smoke, then get pissed on a mixed drink- Spike it, trust, there's nothin like it when I write it- The tightest, fuck a hit list, I have a die list- Mic-smith, I'm a particular sick spitter- That's quicker than six drinkers gettin pissed on a slim figure- Riff raff is bitch-slapped, I spit a fit track- Speed round opponents, rollin round a quick lap- Slip matts, get spun till they're done and dusted- Battle someone, then forget who won and who lost it- Toss in the towel, growl when I walk kid- Rock shit, this hip-hop'll cause a mosh pit- Topple on the porpit, RespectBA brings it back- Wild West outlaw, gun slingin' raps- Swingin jabs, have you black and blue measured- Cause anythin you can do...I can do better!- I'm as raw as they come, kid, dragon like Lui Kang- Wu-Tang ain't the only crew not to be fucked with- Trust it, the Djinn gives you all one wish- Then hits to hook, In the midst of the public- Hook x2: Fuck a crowd...don't need ya- If ya don't feel this, fuck it I won't teach ya- Fuck a crowd...get a drink and stand up- Let ya head snap when I set my raps off- Fuck a crowd...don't need ya- If ya don't feel this, fuck it I won't teach ya- Fuck a crowd...get a drink and stand up- ...

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