Vampire Rodents - Crack Babies

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A cracked-up baby is a little grim reaper
It's born with the rock in its head
Oh mommy, just inhale a little bit deeper
I'm a crack baby
I'm one of the dead
You can stop your maternal spasms
Break down the hormone surge
The pressure equals the pleasure
And the discharge equals the urge

Crack babies
Crack tots
They're growing crack pots
Crack kiddies
Crack snots
They're uzi crack shots

If I want suicide with a toxic smoke
It's my business if I want to croak
Born in Watts to a mother on coke
Yo! Komikaze - have another toke!
This war on drugs is a racist joke
Rehabilitation with a C.I.A. stroke
Chasing their tails till the country's broke
Imperialism with a puritan cloak
Crack babies only need two things that I know
A little white rock and a little white ho'
They be scrumpin' the puppy
Humpin' the yuppie
Pumpin' the bunny
Crack babies
Crack tots
We're growing crack pots
Crack kiddies
Crack snots
We're uzi crack shots

Crack babies of the world unite!
'Cause the U.S.A. is looking for a fight
Without the crutch of a Soviet threat
They need a drug war for the media net
The buck always stops at the pentagon door
And winds up in the panties of an S&L whore
National guard on the D.C. streets
Will drop like flies to slaughterhouse beats
Brave white boys will wave their flags
Leave the ghetto in body bags
Supply and demand is the law of the land
So tell Mr. Bush to start using his hand
Daddy was a crackerjack
Momma was a junkie
Crack babies are bad!
Crack babies are funky!

Release Date: August 20, 1990

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"Crack Babies" by Vampire Rodents is a dark and gritty song that delves into the harsh realities of drug addiction and the impact it has on children born into such environments. The lyrics describe the struggles of crack babies, born with the drug already affecting their tiny bodies. The song addresses the systemic issues of drug abuse, racism, and the failed war on drugs, painting a bleak picture of a society plagued by addiction and violence. The raw and confrontational lyrics call for unity among those affected by the drug epidemic, urging them to fight against the oppressive forces that perpetuate their suffering. The song's intense energy and provocative imagery make it a powerful commentary on the destructive nature of addiction and the need for societal change.

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