Artist: Crisis Center f/ Style Massive Album: Beautiful Music 12" Song: Vodka & Milk Typed by: LeatherfaceMumZ@aol.com [Undefined Christ of Rhyme] (Version 2.0, we're back..) Yo, it's the C-C-dot-P,Got it lock-D Crisis Center program, we the top three Burn end to end ain't nothin' gonna stop me No one make a move, y'all cats could never block me Hold down the fort, or maybe they forgot me Once we set it off guaranteed they gonna watch me Flow head to head ain't nothin' gonna stop me No one make a move, y'all cats could never block me Yo, catch me in the lobby, still lacin' vicious Next level shit, upgrade your system Basement to backyard, backyard to kitchen Blue hoody up, Crisis Center across the stitchin' Christ shine on mics, kid you can't miss it Spit game as nice, and it's like "you can't switch it" Street corner anthem, stuck off the realness Crisis Center Pro., y'all know just how we did this Elevated flow, extraordinary fitness On to some next shit, y'all could tell the difference 1-900-CRISIS swerve through your district spit heat at crowds 'til they look like burn victims whoever talkin' stick 'em (stick 'em) who above us? Cat's wanna pop shit, (nah) but they duck us Same Vanilla Sky smokin' chocolate dutches Crisis Center's here, bad news for motherfucker's..Trust me [DJ Concept scratches] "Vodka & Milk" -Prodigy "It's like mixin' Vodka & Milk" "Vodka & Milk" "It's like mixin' Vodka & Milk" "Vodka & Milk" [Style Massive] (Style Mass!) I don't come with those weak rhymes Represent corners like fuckin' street signs Move more +Z's+ than Nissan Testing the Center? Ain't got a chance You ain't a man, I could smell the pussy under your pants (Mass!) Got it locked like vice-grips Crack more backs than fuckin' knight-sticks Stay on point like ice-picks (Yeah) Yo, who the nicest? It's the Crisis Impossible to sell-out when the shit you spit is priceless Throw your fist up and pull the dro out Ill as Ben Wallace when he lets the fro out (c'mon) Dog it ain't a game, it's a blow out Knot so thick I catch a pump when I pull the dough out Same old story, your bullshit flow bore me My name catch respect in the game like Joe Torre Guts not glory, so I aim for your face And throw bullets at your legs, help you stay in your place (C-C-dot-P) [DJ Concept scratches] "Vodka & Milk" -Prodigy "It's like mixin' Vodka & Milk" "Vodka & Milk" "It's like mixin' Vodka & Milk" "Vodka & Milk"