Free Verse:
Come around here causing trouble
Leaving everybody in a bag in the rubble
Better stay at home, have you long gone buddy
Still I go strong in a song, know I got it
Keeping on top, doing that everyday
Never gon' stop, what I state's what I mean
Feel it like a drop, when I pop in the game
Better make way for the lot coming in
We locked and loaded, vacations over
Putting muthaphukkers out in a crash or coma
Never slack, I'm on one, making tracks that colder
Than crack in bag, or the ice in soda
Get lit with the bros, make a mixtape
Staying up, all hours, till the next day
Make it rain like a shower, when it gets played
Get brains for an hour, cause the sh**s flame
Yo I'm just saying...
What's better than living up in your dream
Thinking back that I made up with the team
Stuck to rapping and smoking up with the green
Now it happens, I see it in front of me
All it took was some bad times, making mad rhymes with the bros in the booth, now we k**in' it
Went from nobody, to a somebody, now the flow hotter, Armageddon really in the place (ugh)
Not co*ky, I'm confident
My plan is to run this sh**... It's not easy
Can't change ... Can't run from this
Bout to have peeps jump a bridge, cause they see me
In a spot, where they hoped that I won't be at
Now I got the chance to just roast they a**
Flashback to the past, where I couldn't do jaak... Now I'm Crayzee with the raps
Yo
Skinny maphukker, spitting fat
The place where I be, is the place where it's at
Down with the squad, the team wit big balls
Fuxking wit me, is a hell no, no
That's like me , letting me take a fall
Letting you win, comin' in wit no force
Or letting you be when you talk that talk
Or that's like you tryna smoke out Daekwan... (God damn)
But I k** when I ain't high... Keep it real when I lay mine
Go at will, never waste time...
Pink pill, keep trilled with the ba** line
Giving thrills, to the girls, bout my dick size
Ha. Too much information...
Mr Crayzee , for the ladies I'm initiated
Getting faded, with the latest sh** I be creative
Not shy to demonstrate it, some probably got it but they never made it...
And they the ones who hating... Who knew we overtaking
We were greedy with the food, we be innovative
To the starving artists, who eattin' from the basin
I don't know why they be hating, acting friendly later
Just scraps we givin'... just the roach we flick em
If they too much in our face then uncle Ray will stick em
Straight family business... Nobody fake within it
Cause anybody tryna get us, be on dinner platters
Who be offended are the ones who be defending
With a call or text message, guess I finally got em fed up
That they had the nerve to get up, with some lyrics that they sweat up
Call the brother Kilo, getchu wet up
Don't take it personal, I just got the juice
But if you felt it, then you gulped, that was verbal abuse
And don't be saying that I'm whack , cause that's just an excuse
And I be looking where I'm at... While I'm looking at you
And it's obvious, that I sit on the truth
Thee exact same thang when I spit in the booth
Already k**ing for a minute or 2, same thang if I did it to you
Bang, bang, for your miri I do !
Muthaphukkers don't phase me
Nightmare on the beat, Mr Crayzee
Thank God, got it on, every day man
Keep it dope, like I smoke, do it daily
Ooohhh
Yeah...
k** em...
Hell yeah, yeah, yeah
Know I do it like...
Ooohhh
Yeah...
k** em...
Hell yeah, yeah, yeah
Putting fire straight to the ceiling
This mixtape is gon' k** it
Young brother so energetic
When the sh**s out, come get it
CRAYZEE