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
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!
Song Description:
"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.
Vampire Rodents - Press Of Flesh Press of flesh Treason in heat Devil's dress With a hammers beat Press of flesh In heaven we eat Hunger's bless Breathing meat A sinking boat
Vampire Rodents - Holiday The world in fusion It fits in our hands Let there be war in occupied lands No tyrant safe Heads on sticks Hammer, sickle, and crucifix Israeli nazi hangs from a
Vampire Rodents - Success Totalled my car Shot my wife Had my cranked-up son picked up and now the sucker's doing life Wrote him at Christmas He never wrote me back So I sent him some candy
Vampire Rodents - Abortion Clinic Deli All the murdered babies Scream in Christian heads In politicians' wives Masturbating in their beds The unborn have no lives Therefore they have no rights All this
Vampire Rodents - Meat Meat - for babies Meat - for mommies too Meat - raw and sweet Meat Sad and useless Born with a tiny head Mad and hungry Torn to bloody shreds
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