It's Crazy Lyrics & Tabs by Anilyst
It's Crazy
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Hi again, it's me hoes
Ridin' with my mijos
Arrivin' at casinos
As I'm lighting up a weed roll
Fly in my tuxedo
High as fuckin' eagles
Biased with an ego
Try us, get your cheeks poked
Your sinuses will be slow
I'm tryin' to strike your cheek bones
These Heinekens will be throned
Your highness will be dethroned
Got this urge to break your vertebrae to thirds
Used to spit, but nowadays I'll just regurgitate the verse
Your highness will be dethroned
Got this urge to break your vertebrae to thirds
Used to spit, but nowadays I'll just regurgitate the verse
We'll play em on this verse to make it worth
All this work I've gave it just to say I'v earned a pay from words
Quickly, sorta slow
Bitch, I got a soldier soul
Spittin' till my throat is sore
Sick that I need [?]
System overload
This will give you no control
Listen to this flow to grow
Wisdom from a poet pro
Stuck with rappin' and I managed not to switch plans
You can't imagine how much shit I've had to withstand
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Crazy, out here was patient
And now he's making shit you copy
I don't say this to be cocky
But it's... X3
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Started splashin' the sink
Hardest tracks that he brings
They often ask what he thinks
How he thought of that shit he sings
Walk back and get jinxed
While I start slammin' these drinks
Rock my ball cap with a mink
You'z a small cat to a sphinx
We active with grown visions
Magic, the flow-igician
Dope shit makes hoes listen
Got no clique just a coalition
I took a mic and chose
To write the most to light your rolls
Bookin' flights for shows
Am I supposed to strike a pose?
The way I psych my foes
Recitin' notes that I compose
Cold as ice it goes
You hoes might go and wipe your nose
All my life I've roamed inside my dome
To find my zone
I found it bro
By downing ice patrons and lighting dro's
On this microphone
I strike a ho with lighting bolts
Poltergeist your home
Own your life and swipe your soul
Five nas got your baby's momma tryna bone
By the morning her aroma gon' be my cologne
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Best reefer with cold wine
Lets creep through my own mind
Lets see what we gon' find
As I get deep as a cold mind
Stress seems to be on high
Less sleepin' but more grind
Wreck beats with these raw rhymes
I sex freaks in my off time
The kid's swipin' your conscience
This might get you nauseous
But I'll stick a spike in your socket
As I sit and strike you with objects
Hit you right where your top is
Then ditch you while your unconscious
Then hitch a flight to the tropics
Keep the trigger right where my cock is
My talent established that
I'll strike down any average cat
That twice around in my habitat
Try to challenge this savage rap
Get damaged and that's a fact
Kid scratchin' your cataract
We'll shatter your backward bats
My bitch bad to do acrobat
Lyst is on that [?] a spit
Hot shit, you the opposite
Get my cock licked
In the cockpit of a rocket ship
Do I talk too quick?
They can't control the beast that's over B
He's off the leash
Spits his poetry
That's so unique right over beats
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