Ghostface Killah: Crack spot

[Ghostface Killah]Aiyyo, make sure y'all turn that water downWhat y'all watchin over there?Is that the Honeymooner marathon?That shit been on all night right?AlrightI smell the coke cookin, Dr. Glove with the eagle in the safeWoodrow the Basehead I surprised him with the first tasteHe reached for his pipe, pulled his sleeves upTold him it was no cut to be careful, he took a hit, Woodrow damn youHis head hit the table, a few rocks fell out his pipeHe's bleedin fatal, he smell like it's so ripeTold Trife to get him some ice, Raekwon keep your eye on his wifeTell her to chill, feed her some whiteI heard a knock three times, nervous me dropped the rawOl' Dirty dropped his drawer, he put his fronts backAnd snatched up his coke napkin, with dick snots hangin from his noseHad Woodrow bitch on the floor laughinGoodness gracious, Tony goshPut away the Frosted Flakes, you're killin usThe residue from the last batch we all was straightGot my son ten spent five, stayed in the house look I lost weightSee that was Crime at the door, he got madAnd I don't give a fuck what he gotNiggaz can't keep comin up here, this the spotAiyyo Crime you know the spot be bumpin, pardon mePlus I'm paranoid, and you know the narcs be huntinNiggaz probably think that Starks be frontinCause I spazzed out, rolled up in the stashhouse and barked on JustinHad to size him up for bein on point, stuck now he's fuckedTold him play the window, keep your eyes on that Verizon truckEvery fiend that walk through the door, check if he wired upNo shorts, only give him a play if he buy enoughCop ten, hit him off with a brand new stemOur shit is mad potent, one hit they coughin up phlegmMake sure you get that hundred beans from PamShe popped shit in front of you daddy? Bet we gon' lace her old manHe came through sellin his TV'sX-Box and PlayStation 3, all we wanted was threeBig Frankenstein holdin his MB'sSocks hangin out, followin meI'm tryin to hide from the D's, nigga