Crazy Songtext / Lyric

Yes sir

They say I'm crazy

And I don't give a fuck

Loose in the club

40 by the nuts, crazy

Lay a nigga down like wha

Cause they don't know nothin' about me

Verse x1

Trice is the truth

Puncture your roof

If with, I annunciate ain't getting through to you

Listen nigga school craft raise me

Hey bay bay, you don't want to fuckin' play with me

I got the K covered up in the back

Got the pistol on my side

Nigga O stay strapped

Stacks in the jeans

Dis is a natural thing

I don't act out a movie

I'm actually the sssene

I pull up on the scene

Nigga holla back

Wit a bad bitch Italian and black

They don't take double takes

They take Kodak's

Coast through the club, relax

Where the vip at

Coast under the cub

Host underneath the dug

Suppose to

I'm a muthafukin' thug

But they say crazy

Cause he don't give a fuck

First nigga play me

Light his ass up

Verse x2

Yea I'm crazy

The hood made me

So O abide by the code on the daily

Niggas get it twisted

Bitches get it twisted

Cause I live like unrealistically

Hey, my nigga Breed in the booth wit me

Motor city till them pall bearers dip me



Underneath the soil

Ain't no future in your fronting

Nigga I'm Detroit loyal

(MC Breed)

Oh so what you know karate?

I know crazy

Hit you with something

Leave your left side lazy

Comin' for the whole shebang yea

Belie that

Take it like I want it

Get behind ya like I need that

Still I get more whassups than Martin

Get drunk come through

Bust up the party

Tonight, very night

Breed and Obie Trice

They say I ass crazy

And you muthafuckin' right

Verse x2

Say I need Ritalin

Cause when the chopper start rit-a-lin

Bodies start droppin', disappearin'

Tempers start flarin'

Nigga nuttin' up

Ain't no coming back from that bra

Hey, bad day some faggot in the bag

Give a fuck what neighborhood you at

What deal a dick you suckin'

When the pistol buckin'

Lord knows how my family's sufferin'

And I ain't the nigga that start the beef

I laid back

I ain't got a problem with G

But liquor in niggas like 12 hits of E

Suicidal

Somebody on they way to see Jesus

These daemons keep chasin' me

Get away from me

Or the AK speaks

No wonder why they see him as a freak

They say he crazy

In the muthafuckin' streets

Verse x2