Crazaay

Statistics have shown that youth violence is at record high today in
America due to excessive use of drugs and alcohol-
MAAAN!!! How da ****** do you know!!!! [Larceny]
My mind's just spinnin off dat indo smoke
Got me seein double visions 'cause
I'm tore up loc
It's no joke, da ****** smoke got me crazaay
And da B&J got me pissy like a baby
I was ****** wit deez twinz gettin crazy endz
Robbin jewelry stores for da cash and da gems
Identical bastards on some fast *** *****t
Tried to stash it
Took the nine plastic, had they fam on some sad ********t [Trife]
My conscience buggin
Filled wit all the bad memories
I'm visionin dead enemies tryin ta kill me
In my sleep, same ******z dat
I put to rest
Got me wakin up pourin down a hella sweat
The drugs got a ****** high and
I can't explain
Tye and skunk playin tricks on my ****** brain
***** ***t is strange 'cause
I know deez mutha******as dead
You see the murder still flash back in my head [Chorus:]
Smokin dat denk, sippin dat drink
Make a ****** act kinda crazaay [x4] [Larceny]
****** it's dark, it's hard for me ta ****** see
I guess the hash and
Hennesy got da best of me
I got da urge for a snake related killin spree
Larceny, bent on da ********* trees
Murder conracts
Collectin
C note stacks,
I react And push the ******z ********t back (uh huh)
I neva new this young buck would be a lonester '
Till they hung my picture, wanted on a poster
I pack two hot glocks, ****** the holsters
Neva new this lil'
G would get the most of
Robbin and stealin, then led to killin
Makin a livin
Offa mutha****** drug dealin
Then came beef,
The Snakes was wanted in the streets
********t got hot, my other half did a creep
Handled his business 'cause he was on his third body
Then laid low wit dis freak ass hottie [Chorus] [x4] [Trife]
I of da Snakes
Watch for fakes and jakes
Blood money
I make, transactions up state
Sparkin ****** and drinkin
The buddha still got me thinkin
Thoughts o' death and all the bodies that
I left Face down, you know the routine for the cream
Means necessary
**** suckas got buried
****** raise up or get blazed up
Who be da one lastin
**** the fifth and start blastin
Try me Die instantly, a couple o' shots is all it takes
Aim slugs to ya face
Perpetrator fraud,
I kill you and ya broad
Got yo ass wi********n you was out dis position
Listen, the ganja have me on a mission
Stick the clip in
I stop all the bull********ttin
I get it on
Trife, killin ass ****** rule the streets
Creep wit da heat stashed in the
Montero jeep [Chorus] [x4]