Crazy lyrics

by

Tech N9ne


[Verse 1: Skatterman]
My life so crazy, I don't know where to start
I guess that's why I got this anomosity in my heart
Imagine this, high off 6 blunts
Daddy left you when you was like 6 months
And your mama had to fend for herself, she did the best that she could
But the sh*t got bad when you moved to the hood
She started flippin, couldn't handle the stress
Sit back, 13, watch my mama get high off wet
That sh*t broke me down
Somebody grab a gun, and straight smoke me now
I couldn't understand, so I asked my granny "what's my worth?"
Why I feel like I should've been killed at birth?
Hit the streets, always
n*gga bust, always
All heads, n*gga duck
All bread, n*gga took
Spray convicts and vultures
Diagnosed with high blood pressor and [?]
My little cousin got raped by her half uncle
My n*gga Q got caught with a half bundle
Now you wonder why we surved?
Did I have the other half of that work?

[Chorus: ?, Skatterman and Snug Brim]
My life is crazy
4 cases, 2 kids, and a million dollar bond
My life is crazy
5 n*ggas in the pen, 6 n*ggas livin life on the run
My life so crazy
[Verse 2: Snug Brim]
I'm talkin bout hard times, spendin life on the same sh*t
A happy home, broken pieces when they did hit
At 14, got a taste of the street life
Learned to stack weed, shootin Pees at the street lights
Gang bang was the main thing
For my case, tryna get money was my main game
I live my life on the tightrope
And run the streets with scavangers who run the spots with white dope
Please forgive me, lord
It's just the way I live
I never thought the world around me was so negative
I'm only human, so how much can I take?
Relate to livin life that was doomed from the gate
Can't get a break from this timeline
So I take it [?]
I'm on the bricks, livin trife on the pen
Don't want my life to end

[Chorus: ?, Skatterman and Snug Brim]
My life is crazy
4 cases, 2 kids, and a million dollar bond
My life is crazy
5 n*ggas in the pen, 6 n*ggas livin life on the run
My life so crazy
[Bridge:?]
For my baby
Turned to a small child
And you ain't livin less you runnin wild
Tought from the things I've seen
On the corner with thugs and feends
Of course I struggled with the American dream
Believe sh*t you hearing, only half you see
That's the way the game was told to me
That's the way the game supposed to be

[Verse 3: Kutt Calhoun]
Life from the view of a smokescreen, sort of diluted
Sort of elusive, my whole front was sort of polluted
No attention as a child, I was runnin wild
And mama slept a whole day, when the 3 day high came down
To make a long story short, I grew up raised in hell
There's gotta be better days, cause I was raised in hell
Lord, why you haven't touched my soul lately?
I thought I was your baby
Seeking the truth, cause

[Chorus: ?, Skatterman and Snug Brim]
My life is crazy
4 cases, 2 kids, and a million dollar bond
My life is crazy
5 n*ggas in the pen, 6 n*ggas livin life on the run
My life so crazy
A B C D E F G H I J K L M N O P Q R S T U V W X Y Z #
Copyright © 2012 - 2021 BeeLyrics.Net