Crazy Styles

Just swallow an oxy replacing an advil I need to fuckin drop down the anvil down

I'm mad still so I'll throw in my mad skills to the mix, it brings most to a standstill

As they stare Since I'm past ill And these pussies are fragile

The hospital was full so no longer Is it possible for me to stack kills

Responsible me... I need to pause me a depository

The repository's full fucking Get your paws off me

'for I stick it up your ass Like a suppository

 

I forgot what was happening Call me jaw cause I'm coming for Dory

Switch my brainiac cap out for a fedora and Maniac rap, Smacked a bitch

Because She was mean towards me, and this ain't a fucking story from disney

So get on the track to diss me or hell I'll even let you hit me

Then put that in the history books.. Nah I'm just all kidding

 

But you better get ready I'm coming like Freddy

Kruger, sneezing ( achoo) I ain't letting you forget me

My ruger is cocked and heavy with bullets, I got tourettes

Fuck! I vex the fricking fans When I flex like I'ma war vet

Why is it I'm till poor yet my pores sweat

corrosive acid a cuz I'm sore heck, Am I insane?

I don't know yet

 

These idiots call me intermediate I slip, I wanna shoot above the medium

I flip, The media don't cover me, Switch If they did they'd immediately

Feed me to the grinders in which I'm behind the signs of the rewinded

Fighters, like I was blind-sided By the times, and then the outsiders

I fit myself in the game inside a white walled box

With a straight jacket Call me the sly big balled fox

Like I'm a boss and I call shots this ain't all I got...

 

Hey hey hey, ok

Yeh

 

You know my minds a secret sanctum kinda like I find my venom teeth

and sank em straight deep Write my feelings of hatred So I can sigh relief

Years of constant battles Rattle my mind, I'm mad when I launch at em

Break there asses into atoms Particles then stab em and attack em

There's no mercy My courage is big and known to Formely hurt you worsely

Your unworrhy of my verbal Onslaught of words, see?

 

If I'm a fucking artist then all bitches are just etarded

Bust my heart into three pieces now I'm inwardely guarded

I want to slam em over the head Like it's I'm a marksman

and their target then stab a bitch in the private parts

With a glass shard, so sharp I take out the fucking trash

Threw it on the hovercraft Turned, and smirked when I heard

It explode and crash Guess I was below myself and rash

When I threw that grenade in but it made me laugh like a fucking maniac

 

This is my A-B conversation But your so blinded you can see your way out of it

I'm fucking out of it man I'm a tickin time bomb Go insane I never doubt it

I palm some napalm and get ready to light up your mom

Then Ignite it when it sounds wrong but as long

As my dongs long enough and hangin I'll be swinging

Keeping you from reaching the peak so believe it

When I say I eat little fucking bitches like you

At least 42 times a week you better treat that nosebleed

So I can proceed, to make your music obselete