Crack 'Em
O.F.T.B. Lyrics
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So I crack 'em, let me at 'em, let me at 'em, let me at 'em
The Bottom made it to this shit not to be tooken out
And for you fools who let us in good lookin' out (lookin' out)
Y'all let us make our dope mark, now we'll enforce this
Lookin' out for all our niggas who support this (support this)
And for you motherfuckers waitin' on that break up
Because an obstacle is not impossible
We'll go over or crawl under like a cockroach
But don't you ever think you fools are gonna play us
Because again, not even Raid couldn't fade us (fade us)
Our foot is in, and now we goin' for that platinum
Comin' back with album three you know we crackin' 'em (crackin' em)
Crack 'em, let me at 'em, let me at 'em, let me at 'em
So I crack 'em, let me at 'em, let me at 'em, let me at 'em
So I crack 'em, let me at 'em, let me at 'em, let me at 'em
So I crack 'em, let me at 'em, let me at 'em, let me at 'em
In 1983 we was upstate
Wasn't no thinkin' about parole we had x-dates
I put the pen to the paper to free my mind
So once a nigga get released, I gotta get mine (get mine)
I never knew I had to struggle in this industry
Bust Stop rockin' the mic? They said it couldn't be
So in the meantime, in-between time
I kept writin' in the hole, where it's cold
'Cause I couldn't stop fightin'
Five years later I hit the streets
I found my niggas, we got it together formed O.F.T.B.
We had to come up with some money 'cause the shit costs (who broke it off?)
My nigga G.T. and the motherfuckin' boss
We made song after song for the bitches and the homies
While y'all was at home lookin' at videos of the phonies
Now The Bottom is comin' back with a killin' flow
So make room for a nigga on Death Row
And let us
Crack 'em, let me at 'em, let me at 'em, let me at 'em
So I crack 'em, let me at 'em, let me at 'em, let me at 'em
So I crack 'em
Project kids, three niggas livin' on the edge
In other words we're damn near dead
But hunters don't choke, we go for broke
And y'all thought it was over
They say it ain't over 'til the fat lady sings
But that hoe don't know, nothin' about the noise that I bring
Let that hoe bust a note then I'ma kill her (kill her)
If that snipe get hype off that Miller
Tickin' like a time bomb, I'm dangerous, straight up
Watch, you motherfuckers can't fuck with us
Come around and get beat down or either shot down
In other words don't fuck around
I'm stressin' to the max, I'm stressin' to the max
I knew I shouldn't of signed that motherfuckin' contract
But all I wanted to do was put my voice on a track
Never thought my album hit a flip flop fag
A flip flop bag, a flip flop fag
They left a nigga for dead, but we got get-back
They put me on a shelf, they put me on a shelf
They said I'm goin' to court, but they already left
So I'm taggin' a rapper, that nigga actin', I have no patience
I'm crackin' motherfuckers with no hesitation
Crack 'em, let me at 'em, let me at 'em, let me at 'em
So I crack 'em, let me at 'em, let me at 'em, let me at 'em
So I crack 'em, let me at 'em, let me at 'em, let me at 'em
So I crack 'em, let me at 'em, let me at 'em, let me at 'em
Crack 'em, let me at 'em, let me at 'em, let me at 'em
So I crack 'em, let me at 'em, let me at 'em, let me at 'em
So I crack 'em, let me at 'em, let me at 'em, let me at 'em
So I crack 'em, let me at 'em, let me at 'em, let me at 'em
So I crack 'em
The song “Crack ‘Em” by O.F.T.B. is about the struggles that the group experienced before they became successful in the music industry. The song discusses how they came up in the game and how they had to work hard to get to where they are. The lyrics are also about how they are now successful and no one can stop them. The group states that they have made their mark and they will enforce it. They are also looking out for their supporters who have been with them throughout their journey. They mention the obstacles they have faced and how they will overcome them. Finally, they assert that they will continue to make music and come back with a killing flow.
The lyrics of the song also talk about the group members' personal experiences. They mentioned how they were in jail and how they had to struggle in the music industry. They discuss how they had to come up with money to produce their music and how they found each other to form the group. The song also addresses how they were left for dead by their label, but they came back and cracked their competitors.
One interesting fact about the song is that it was released by Death Row Records in 1995. The label was founded by Dr. Dre and Suge Knight and was home to some of the most successful West Coast rappers in the 1990s like Tupac Shakur, Snoop Dogg, and Tha Dogg Pound. Another interesting fact is that O.F.T.B. stands for Operation From The Bottom, signifying the group's beginnings before they became successful. Additionally, the song samples the famous "Funky Worm" song by the Ohio Players. It also contains lyrics from Ice Cube's "Wicked" song, which was released in 1992.
Unfortunately, the chords for this song could not be found.
Line by Line Meaning
Crack 'em, let me at 'em, let me at 'em, let me at 'em
I'm ready to take on whoever is in our way
The Bottom made it to this shit not to be tooken out
We're here to stay and won't be easily removed
And for you fools who let us in good lookin' out (lookin' out)
Thanks to those who gave us a chance to succeed
Y'all let us make our dope mark, now we'll enforce this
We've made our presence known and will continue to assert ourselves
Lookin' out for all our niggas who support this (support this)
We're grateful to our supporters and won't forget them
And for you motherfuckers waitin' on that break up
Those hoping for our demise shouldn't hold their breath
The Bottom's creepin' to the top, you better wake up (wake up)
We're steadily rising and our competition should take notice
Because an obstacle is not impossible
We can overcome any challenge
We'll go over or crawl under like a cockroach
We'll find a way to overcome any obstacle by any means necessary
But don't you ever think you fools are gonna play us
We won't be taken advantage of or manipulated
Because again, not even Raid couldn't fade us (fade us)
We won't be defeated by any force, not even Raid insecticide
Our foot is in, and now we goin' for that platinum
We're taking the next step towards even greater success
Comin' back with album three you know we crackin' 'em (crackin' em)
Our upcoming third album will make a big impact
In 1983 we was upstate
We were living in a correctional facility in 1983
Wasn't no thinkin' about parole we had x-dates
We weren't eligible for parole and had specific release dates
I put the pen to the paper to free my mind
I wrote to express myself and cope with my situation
So once a nigga get released, I gotta get mine (get mine)
Once I got out, I had to make my own way and succeed
I never knew I had to struggle in this industry
I didn't realize how hard it would be to make it in the music business
Bust Stop rockin' the mic? They said it couldn't be
People doubted our ability to succeed in music
So in the meantime, in-between time
While waiting for our break, we kept working on our craft
I kept writin' in the hole, where it's cold
I kept writing while in solitary confinement
'Cause I couldn't stop fightin'
I had to keep pushing forward and working towards success
Five years later I hit the streets
After serving my time, I was released
I found my niggas, we got it together formed O.F.T.B.
I reunited with my friends and we formed our rap group, O.F.T.B.
We had to come up with some money 'cause the shit costs (who broke it off?)
We needed funding to pursue our music career
My nigga G.T. and the motherfuckin' boss
My friend G.T. and I were the driving forces behind the group
We made song after song for the bitches and the homies
We created music for both women and our friends
While y'all was at home lookin' at videos of the phonies
While others were watching fake rappers on TV, we were making real music
Now The Bottom is comin' back with a killin' flow
Our new music is going to be amazing
So make room for a nigga on Death Row
We're joining the iconic record label, Death Row
Project kids, three niggas livin' on the edge
We were from a tough neighborhood and lived dangerously
In other words we're damn near dead
We lived recklessly and almost didn't make it
But hunters don't choke, we go for broke
We're not afraid to take risks and aim for big rewards
And y'all thought it was over
People thought we were finished and wouldn't make it
They say it ain't over 'til the fat lady sings
People say that things aren't over until it's truly over
But that hoe don't know, nothin' about the noise that I bring
The people who doubt us don't understand our talent and potential
Let that hoe bust a note then I'ma kill her (kill her)
If they want to compete, we'll crush them
If that snipe get hype off that Miller
If someone tries to compete with us, we'll crush them easily
Tickin' like a time bomb, I'm dangerous, straight up
I'm highly volatile and unpredictable
Watch, you motherfuckers can't fuck with us
No one can compete with us or match our talent
Come around and get beat down or either shot down
Anyone who tries to compete with us will suffer the consequences
In other words don't fuck around
Don't mess with us
I'm stressin' to the max, I'm stressin' to the max
I'm under a lot of pressure and feeling overwhelmed
I knew I shouldn't of signed that motherfuckin' contract
I regret signing a bad record deal
But all I wanted to do was put my voice on a track
I just wanted to make music and be heard
Never thought my album hit a flip flop fag
I never expected my album to flop
A flip flop bag, a flip flop fag
A derogatory term for a person who is weak or unreliable
They left a nigga for dead, but we got get-back
Someone tried to sabotage us, but we got our revenge by succeeding
They put me on a shelf, they put me on a shelf
My record label didn't promote me or my music
They said I'm goin' to court, but they already left
People promised to help me but abandoned me when things got tough
So I'm taggin' a rapper, that nigga actin', I have no patience
I'm calling out other rappers who are fake and annoying
I'm crackin' motherfuckers with no hesitation
I'm not afraid to fight back and defend myself
Lyrics © Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Written by: Austin Johnson, Kevin White, Ronald Edward Watkins, Sammie M. Williams, Scott Bowen, Smead Gaughan Hudman
Lyrics Licensed & Provided by LyricFind
@rickiehopkins5552
Whoever is playing Bass Guitar on this DJ Quik track is funky🤟🏾🤟🏾🤟🏾🤟🏾🤟🏾
@anatorres-ym8ke
facts that bass thumpin
@daevonsibert3735
DJ Quik Production...Nuff Said! 💯👌🏿
@DGMBossTV
Quik got busy on this beat like always
@osiawideman5846
This might sound crazy, but this is probably my favorite song on the Above the Rim Soundtrack
@PrimeInfinite
I feel you, it’s one of the songs that always stood out to me.. The beat was cold and classic. Just a tight song period
@lionelkennedy1394
Not crazy at all. It's jamming!
@JayKofa
Ain't No Shame In That, AT ALL... 💯
@nikkinunud3850
Not crazy at all!! Im from the east coast and im over here doing that good Ole LOC Dance!!! This still knocks in 2020
@otismartinjr6101
I agree