Текст песни Crazy - M.O.P. , Termanology

Don't let me tell you where I'm from Crook-Nam we can't stop here
We go to any other hood and set up shop there
Get guap' there, try that in Brook-Nam and get rocked there
If you lookin' for brotherly love it's not here

Shit's not fair, them young gun boys from Brook-Nam run up
Inside of number spots here, we got it locked here, we kill cops here
I'm one of those niggaz you witness livin' the music
It only takes me one point two seconds to lose it

My shit bang inside of gamblin' spots where niggaz throw dice
It motivate 'em for the whole night, niggaz be so hype
Niggaz already know what my flow like
My shit inspire riots with the police, imagine what my show like

It's M.O.P. for life
You never heard a nigga that spit it like Lil' Fame in your whole life
I do it for the hood, I'm never loungin' where the faggots at
I'm one of them savage cats

These motherfuckers is crazy, come on
(Damn, shit's changed since back in the day)
These motherfuckers is crazy
(Word up)
Come on, crazy, sing it

These motherfuckers is crazy, come on
(Damn, shit's changed since back in the day)
These motherfuckers is crazy
(Word up)
Come on, crazy, sing it
These motherfuckers is crazy

I get it poppin' like poppin' a Oxycontin
In the Rotten Apple in Times Square at 12 o'clock
On New Year's, the crew's here, M.O.P., nigga
And S.T. nigga 1-2-3 get 'em

I got the KRS flow, mixed with Esco'
Pull a fresco, meet the 38 special
Turn dizzy, Lil' Fizzy and Bill with me
I'm still 50 levels ahead of these cats really

Billy Danze, check, Lil' Fame, check
Nine milli' fo'-fizzy big glizzy, check
Get the fuck back, pah, we them trap stars
Turned into rap stars, whippin' the fast cars
Spittin' them crack bars, grippin' them black arms
Givin' them bad scars we really is that hard

It ain't a facade, it's God in the MC
You wear me on your neck, and let your shit bleed
Religious people tat Term on they arm
Call me Allah, my story is the holy Quran

I'm the God, I spit the sun, moon and the stars
Say what you want, I'm a young Rakim with the bars
So, go ahead and think I'm too nice to do it
And say grace 'fore you bite the bullet

These motherfuckers is crazy, come on
(Damn, shit's changed since back in the day)
These motherfuckers is crazy
(Word up)
Come on, crazy, sing it

These motherfuckers is crazy, come on
(Damn, shit's changed since back in the day)
These motherfuckers is crazy
(Word up)
Come on, crazy, sing it
These motherfuckers is crazy

Stand down 'fore I put your man down, homey Danze down like Nino
Stuck in the time, still doin' crime like it's legal
Molestin' the grind, just check how I climb over beats
I'm a beast, I especially shine for the streets

So I'm inclined on the yellow lines, y'all think it's deep
But to me it's where I meet the homies all week
If you get with 'em you stick with 'em, you ain't gotta creep
And if you creep it's awkward 'cause homey never sleep

I made it clear that's how you rock shit, y'all remember me
Switched lanes, I ain't never changed, forever M.O.P.
Yeah, with uncontrollable wits, CEO in this bitch
And crocodiles and gators, you haters havin' a fit

I'm levitatin' and flowin' in my own zone
Drownin' bottles of 'gnac, bringin' it back home
You better know how to react or get your shit blown
ST dot Marx, nigga we get it on

These motherfuckers is crazy, come on
(Damn, shit's changed since back in the day)
These motherfuckers is crazy
(Word up)
Come on, crazy, sing it

These motherfuckers is crazy, come on
(Damn, shit's changed since back in the day)
These motherfuckers is crazy
(Word up)
Come on, crazy, sing it
These motherfuckers is crazy