People of the world 

There's a serious problem

And it's called crack

I'm telling you

Stay away from it

It makes you do crazy things



[VERSE 1]

Disruption, disorder will nourish, not justify

Those that live at the F.B.I.

Look at mama's baby comin home high

As she runs with tears in her eyes

Crack will snatch your sister, your father, your mother

Your brother, whole lotta others

Situation number one, that son of a gun

Look what the brother has done

He destroyed his credibility and the trust in me

And he used to be down with the D

His mind is hungry for a piece of the rock

So he walks up and down the block

Fiendin, schemin, no more is he dreamin

His life is controlled by the force of beamin

Scotty, he's gettin deeper in the sauce

In other words, the brother is lost



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(At the F.B.I.) 

(Free Base Institute)

That's where they go to get high [x3]



[VERSE 2]

She's outta control on the a.m. stroll

24-7 her body is sold

She used to be the neighborhood fly girl

But now the base pipe has entered her world

I saw her one night in an alley slobbin the knob

To her it's a full-time job

The sucker with her was lookin for cheap sex

For 50 cents she said I could be next

So I snatched the bitch by her nappy weave

And I said, "Girlfriend, please

You better check into a rehabilitation

Cause you're a fuckin crack patient"

The bitch dissed me, swung and missed me

Then she asked, could she kiss me

It was the crack on full attack

That had this beautiful sister trapped



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[VERSE 3]

I'm makin a point

While you smoke your joint

While you point at each other 

Let my point reach you

Crack is not only a ghetto drug 

It's a drug in the high class too

Don't be fooled by the rich and famous

Cause see, they will try to blame this

On the people from the street, so they could keep

Out of the media, but they can't sweep it

Under the rug, they caught the drug bug

And their own grave has been dug

Then you read about it, a star in rehab

Now it's time for me to take a stab

At the sport figures, your idol, your hero

After the game: "Yo, yo, let's get a kilo"

AWOL from practice, didn't show for the game

Because of the pipe and flame

Substance abuse has made another star go under

With the force of thunder



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[VERSE 4]

Little Johnny and Tommy saw their mommy

Hittin the pipe with her best friend Conny

She looked like she suffered from malnutrition

The kids are hungry, no food in the kitchen

Their gear's been worn for a month and a half

That was the last time they had a bath

Cause the crack has the man command

The welfare check to the dopeman



[CHORUS]



(Don't) (Don't) (Don't) (Don't do it) 

(Do it) (do it) (do it)

Baby) (baby) (baby)



[VERSE 5]

I see baseheads in a state of their own

In the zone where the baseheads roam

And on the same block are the ones who sell to them

So I walked up to money makin Slim

And said, "Do you consider you're helpin get rid of

Our brothers and sisters?" He did admit a

Touch of guilt, but I saw it in his eyes

That the brother was tellin me lies

He said, "A man has to do what a man has to do"

As he guzzled the Ol' E brew

His point of view was, if he wasn't drug dealin

He would be out there stealin or killin

In a world of confusion it's no illusion

Game of life, people are losin

Boozin, cocaine crack abusin

On the devil's side you are choosin



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