Mos Def

Mos Def - Crime & Medicine lyrics

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[Talking]

It was so beautiful. It was almost unfair.

It's cold but it's true. It was so cold it got warm.

Kids out in the schoolyard and playing.

It was nice and calm. It was dangerous.



When the MC's came, live out the name

And to perform 

Some had to snort cocaine to act insane

Before they rocked the don

Now on to the mental pains, spark the brains

Building to be born

?? is on the track

Check em check chicka icka etta UHH



Strange Times

Everybody got their get high (Oh my)

Their get right, their get nice, they get by (Oh my)

They get open, get ready, get primed

The national pastime is victimless crime

You want your thrill and I want mine

As long we can get it we ain't got to say why

I don't mean to pry, you ain't got to lie

We ain't got to speak when it's written in the eyes

Whenever she was high off the sparkle in her palm

She had a young girl's smile and a hustler's charm

Dying from the city where the hustler's are born

Made, traced, murdered, replaced

Life-long residents barely feel safe

And the street's offer plenty taste and little faith (Break it down)

Little face, soft lips, little waist (Break it more)

Tiny hands (Oh god) fat ass (Oh more)

Big eyes like birthday surprise

Super dupa fly, born in 85

Repeat it to yourself: This is a victimless crime

Psyche your mind there's a victim every time

Your tasty little pill, your freaky little thrill

Pray won't leave you still, you wonder how it feel

It's real, pussy like some money that you steal

Eww



When the MC came, fill out the name

And to perform 

Some had to snort cocaine to act insane

Before they rocked the don

Now on to the mental pains, spark the brains

Building to be born

Give the people a new drug



Crime and medicine

Dead wrong and live in America

Off the block and right in your area

Fresh apples and peaches for the president

HA HA

Crime and medicine

Dead wrong and live in your area

From the street corner, right in your residence

Fresh apples and peaches for the president

Crime

Fresh peaches and apples for the president

Crime

Fresh chocolates and apples for the president

Crime

Fresh linens and apples to the president

Crime

Fresh





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Language: English

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