Songtexte Craziest - The Hit Crew

Today people we will be exploring the mind
The fact that maintains
Is we tried lots of trenches
The cross moral left here
We'll be walking through many corridors
That no one has ever seen
For example we turn and push forth

Why are you so uncertain?
What's behind this anger?
Why are you so rebellious?
What are you thinking?

My thoughts are bending and tumbling
Something exists which is from yelling and mumbling
You ain't a pal of me
My family ties but not with Mallory
My analogy ain't the salary
As I wrote realities through galaxies

For centuries they seem to me with the scent of weed

With a chain representing penitentiaries
For all the times I wanted time from North to M-Town
And oh you know from life was I guess a foursome
Wasn't driving too fast, I was flying too low
You think I'm rocking too quick
I think you listen too slow
I'm a rough that constructs
An abrupt, an assumption
You diss while your family say I'm the best shit since fucking

Talking about an obstruction
And turning something to nothing
From bullshit to bullshit
It's the rip in every function

Funking it up, pumping it up
Jumping the ducks
Looking to hump
It's up in the trunk
Pump up me up

K.C. niggas are the craziest
New York niggas are the craziest
D.C. niggas are the craziest
Philly niggas are the craziest
L.A. niggas are the craziest
Chi-Town niggas are the craziest
Texas niggas are the craziest
Utah niggas are the craziest

My lyrics be laced
With 40 ounces of funk and stuff
You get bust, you get blushed
You call yourself calling my bluff
Enough's enough
I'm putting it down on the real and
This one goes out to all those people
Who be questioning those mic skills
Niggas have been rocking since Lee trilled
And we feel we build careers that's real

So all the rest come up and test
But all these stress is what you find
They say "Vinnie don't write," and uh
"Vinnie can't rhyme straight"
To seek an MC, I eat like Good & Plenty
They with me spanking them
That's why they call me Uncle Vinnie

And oh yes, I just appeal to the masses
Young to old folks to upper, lower, middle classes

They don't forget when I'm lying you profess
So they begin with them
Pick up a pen and pad off the dresser
Lesser men should never challenge a grand
But those in years experience of whipping mics put in our hand

Detroit niggas are the craziest
Miami niggas are the craziest
Little Rock niggas are the craziest
Oak-Town niggas are the craziest

I got Bavarians to absorb me
And of course to bore me with
A broad that's torn like we're born
And we're born again, thrown and bored
A brim is broke to the back
I bawl and bad from brain to fall

The boots want to bust bamboo, break the loot
Blow in the brains so it's boom and they boot
Assume the same suit, fuck that fly shit
With the flavor to shock it
Last name ain't Suzuki but still my sidekick
With that I quit
If it slide quick, let mine quick
But click, you ain't rolling
If my tape ain't what you ride with

Niggas makeshift, so I'm on the night tip
Like the Youngsta's about to take you
On some hip hop ride shit

If you ain't jumping, you not pumping

I'm meeting your man in Atlanta
'Cause he owe me loot for that jump shit
Fuck astronauts, I rocket

If I'm not on it, you wipe my shit
When I see you I'm in your pocket

C.Ville niggas are the craziest
Carolina niggas are the craziest
Virginia niggas are the craziest
Kentucky niggas are the craziest
St. Louis niggas are the craziest
Atlanta niggas are the craziest
Maryland niggas are the craziest

San Diego niggas are the craziest
Seattle niggas are the craziest
Boston niggas are the craziest
Ill-Town niggas are the craziest
Zoo Crew niggas are the craziest
Crazy City niggas are the craziest

All my Newark niggas are the craziest