Xzibit - Crazy Lyrics
[Featuring: B-Real, Demrick & Jelly Roll][Demrick]We too hungry so most games we don't playGet lifted like toupees 'til next TuesdayDick-riders are gay, known to go both waysYeah you lovin my shit, ohh you don't sayThis a new meanin of dead rightPut 'em to bed with a lead pipe, lights out, good nightThis ain't a song that the choir singThis is aviation, deader nation, devastatin e'rythingWipe the canvas clean, life ain't a fantasyI get lit like kerosene and people start panickingAnd this the natural laws of attractionMy words cut through like saws and axesI bring the flames like the son of SampsonMy crew (Bring the Pain) like Wu-Tang Clan didCouldn't spend a day in these shoes I stand inTake off, no landin, the world gon' crash in[Chorus: Jelly Roll]Hennessy and kush deadly combinationThe only way I'm feelin safe is if I got my gunBodies disappearin on the daily babyI keep tellin myself I don't wanna dieSo I smoke green, stay high as a mother*****erNo games, you be gone tryin to run up on usPeople die for less on the strength of nothinIf you ain't got your gun hidden in a close stash you crazy!Ohh you crazy[Interlude]Yeah, yeah we know about that new shit they got jumpin off manY'all better get aboard that shitBig Tray Deee in this mother*****erGive it up for my niggaEastside up homie[Xzibit]What you know about dyin over dumb shit? (DAMN!)What you know about runnin from the government?My brigade's self-made from the ground upRound up the renegades, time to tear the town upFounding fathers arrivin in Impalas with the brains blew backAll dressed in blackReact with gauges and Macs, way back when I was droppin off packsStreet money stack, Wall Street collapseI'm like, hold my calls, personally involvedYou touch one, you *****in with us all, it's the codeBetter read the graffiti, we the shit, 'round hereLeft in itty-bitty pieces in the ground somewhereWe the gritty shitty people ***** around, rounds clear (rounds clear)Man down (man down) disappearFor 15 to 25 years so you got your GUN{"So when I'm on the streets I walk around with a bigger one!"}YEAH![Chorus][B-Real]You cannot trace my movements, keepin you busters silentI got an ill temper, disposition violentI have hallucinations, in need of medicationI'm unstable like a mental patientI need some conversation, because I'm losin focusMy concentration is broken, ***** it, I'm hopelessI got my own agenda, breakin your head openSo I can see what you're thinkin, it's so thought-provokinYeah I'm *****in crazy, they call me lunaticThe deadly viper, pied piper, and I'm soon to spitI got a lot of anger, pent-up aggression dudeYou better watch who you askin the wrong question toYou need a lesson too, here's a confession dudeA live stream us reckon you for a session viewWe got a million lurkers, we overran the serversWe popped the burners then the preacher, the coffin, the service[Chorus][Outro: Jelly Roll]Ohh you crazyCrazy!Ohh you crazy
