Tekster:
Nine Days I D Go Crazy

ohyeah) Don't you know that I'd go crazy! But I've nothing left to give Though I missed you for a while Don't you know that I'd go crazy! But you'

't even tell I was alive I tell you the high cost of livin' Ain't nothing like the cost of livin' high That Southern Baptist parking lot is where I'd go

just hate me Cause I never let 'em have a go on my PlayStation (piss off) They said I'm fat I need to go to the gym I don't wanna be fat, I wanna be

em robot kid, I drop bombs I'm rugged and deadly, so I shit on the petty I baseball bat a bastard, I'm bad news I'm crazy and clever, cut those of crews

what I did, be smart, don't be a retard You gonna take advice from somebody who slapped Dee Barnes What'chu say? (What's wrong, didn't think I'd remember?) I

Carhart suits and Adidas boots I'm not souped, I just troop Loop the loop for my crew I hold the fort, fly rhymes I sport I fought then brought you the

I look at the Nine, I think of the lepers Our Saviour cleansed And nine out of the ten, didn't even thank Him And when I see the Ten, I think of the

ass I back up three eighty and my stash for protection Family is raged the world is acting crazy I never thought I'd make it it was hectic when I scrambled

nigga shit ya drawers Brooklyn represent y'all, hit you fold You crazy, think your little bit of rhymes can play me? I'm from Marcy, I'm varsity, chump