Lyrics Shit Get Crazy - Jay Daniels

I don't know what you heard 'bout me
But one thing that I know, and that's for sure
You can't touch what they eye can't see
Never ever give me some hope
But I know, that shit get crazy crazy
That's why I pack a three eighty eighty
Cause motherfuckers wanna fade me fade me
You better play the pope, and get your bibles out

Pray that I don't step on stage and make a mess of y'all
Won't see a single person that was impressed with y'all
Shit get, a little crazy when we out here
And shit don't, remotely phase me I'm about fear
I use the nerves to my benefit that shit will sedate me
Keep me calm so I step out with the presence of Jay-Z
Light up a J and smoke it out but I never been lazy
It's just the way I like the mood when the studio hazy
See inside my soul, enhancement in my lungs
Shit get raspy how I keep it don't ask me son
I live a focused live that I don't I see a party in
Self centred mind dog just bring the Bacardi in
It's been a while boy since I been a wild boy
But we could joker face your poker face smile boy
You're now rocking with the best of the rest
Let K Dot some hip-hop heads in the chest and yep

I don't know what you heard 'bout me
But one thing that I know, and that's for sure
You can't touch what they eye can't see
Never ever give me some hope
But I know, that shit get crazy crazy
That's why I pack a three eighty eighty
Cause motherfuckers wanna fade me fade me
You better play the pope, and get your bibles out

I feel tested by them, testify I'm under pressure
They told me that God loves ya and he would always bless ya
I know he did that, gave me the life to spit rap
And split tracks like KitKat, can't fuck with that clique rap
Because we live that why these bitches think that
We won't fade their shit back, tell me what's with that
Fuck with they bitch and they don't fuck with our money
Dive in that glory they won't take a towel from me
Domino effect on them knock 'em down, Floyd May
Translation I'm the shit, that's what my lawyer say
I'm riding through the city, Aaliyah shotty with me
She tell me try again you fall down it's not a Biggie
And that's the truth ain't it, bullshit daily
When I vent, turn the mic on and spit three eighty
Lord knows I been thinking 'bout Chelsea lately
And the day that I can tell the world that bitch crazy huh

I don't know what you heard 'bout me
But one thing that I know, and that's for sure
You can't touch what they eye can't see
Never ever give me some hope
But I know, that shit get crazy crazy
That's why I pack a three eighty eighty
Cause motherfuckers wanna fade me fade me
You better play the pope, and get your bibles out