Crazy Than A Muthafucca lyrics

by

X-Raided (a.k.a. Nefarious)


[Intro: Brotha Lynch Hung]
Yeah, these muthaf*ckas don't know what's up
They're living in these rich ass suburban areas, man (Tired of that sh*t)
X-Raided, man, tell these muthaf*ckas what's up in the ghetto
We know we living in the muthaf*ckin' ghetto
I got the Triple Sicx Bounty
We the Tha Mobb in this muthaf*cka, man
Get busy with this bullsh*t

{Verse 1: X-Raided}
Nowadays, a brotha gotta be a lunatic
A straight devil blind n*gga going triple six
Lyricists, get with this, n*gga I don't think so
Unless you wanna be greeted by a damn skitzo!
I'm knocking them out the box, get off the jocks
Before I smoke your ass like a rock
And I'ma take a serious hit, sh*t
I never will quit you thinking you could fade me, n*gga forget it
I'm on an impossible mission, like a fisher I'm fishing
When will you step up 'cause I'm wishing
I ain't had to slay in a while
I haven't had a chance to show off my new style
On an insane prowl, I'm straight Locing up
Killing motherf*ckers 'cause I know what's up
But the X is a n*gga taking his time
And if you talking sh*t, then you can bite my nine
My finger might slip on the trigger
But who cares? It's another dead n*gga
You got a problem with that? Then step up or something
But beware, we're crazy than a muthaf*cka
{Chorus: Sample from Ice Cube}
A crazy ass n*gga

{Verse 2: X-Raided}
One hard motherf*cker, going loco
You p*ss me off and I'll smoke yo
Ass, I blast with the nine
Double M, The X is insane to the mind
There ain't no cell that could hold me
Be insane is what the n*ggas in Hell told me
That's why I'm going on a rampage
And if I get the gauge, suicide on the front page
Sacramento newspaper, all you motherf*ckers got the vapers
All on the Lynch Hung di*k and sh*t
Motherf*ckers is stuck on stupid
But I'm the killer, not the willing, b*tch
And if I get rich, it don't mean I'm a switch
I'ma always be Mafia, n*gga
Midtown hoe, Sac Town, we're all down, yo
I know what the deal is
(That's right?) Damn right, I know what it is
And don't let that be the reason
You get your neck broke 'cause I ain't no joke!
n*ggas don't understand, we're n*gga deep
If you wanna jack me, don't sleep
'Cause we know what's up
The whole Mafia's crazy than a muthaf*cka
{Chorus: Sample of Ice Cube}
Goddamn they ruthless
Motherf*cker said what?!

{Verse 3: X-Raided}
X-Raided, the MC coming through, kicking that hard sh*t
With the help of Tam, Lynch, And Triple Sicx
A n*gga like the X has it going on
Kicking raps to a beat that's pumping strong
The whole posse is dressed in black
n*ggas try to step up, they get the bozac
'Cause I don't feel that it's right
For a sucker motherf*cker to hold the mic
X is a n*gga from the S-A-C
Homicide came first, but that don't concern me
"It's My turn" like Stezo
But that still don't concern me, hoe
I'm clowning, damn right I'm clowning
I'm clowning, I'm clowning
Punk ass n*ggas that don't know
In my language, X means skitzo!
So little fool, don't trip, unless you wanna get the Triple Six
Concept, one more time, concept!
I say what I say want, motherf*ck your rep
I got it going on, I got it going
Catch myself with a beat, then I'm flowing
Keeping my cash flow, hoe
But don't press your luck 'cause I'm crazy than muthaf*cka
(X-Raided talks until the song fades out)
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