Rockwork
Yeah, Daddy's the crackhead
Mama's just lookin' for love
Marijuana, weedman, little thug
We don't call him Steven
Breathin' in the garden of Eden
Eve was corrupted body combusted from the flames
Cleveland ain't give me nothin' but game
Goin' insane and It's rainin' bloody murder, murder
Chillin' in the gun range servin' on the corner, corner, chop, chop
Watch for the po po, drop top switches on the lo lo
Your skinny nigga with the fo fo
Make more hot tips like off in Dodge City
Elevation say they ain't gonna dodge Bizzy like
Ballad Of Calvin Crozier
Good people of this town, you'd do well to gather 'round
There is something here to say
A good man died here on this day
You'd do well to know his name
And it's here his gravestone lays
He was free and the soldiers didn't understand
When he returned and gave his life for another man
Calvin Crozier
they made him dig his grave
Calvin Crozier
then they shot him where he lay
then the soldiers danced
Well they danced all night
On the shallow grave of Calvin Crozier
He had fought for four long years
Seen his share of blood and tears
He had earned his long ride home
In a box car for the night
Union soldiers for delight
came to make their presence known
He was free and the soldiers didn't understand
When he returned and gave his life for another man
Calvin Crozier
they made him dig his grave
Calvin Crozier
then they shot him where he lay
then the soldiers danced
well they danced all night
On the shallow grave of Calvin Crozier