Facade - Crayzee lyrics

Intro: *Skit Verse 1: Ain't too much to rap about when every topics taken Everybody rap the same sh** or they faking Fakers, I ain't too surprised, if they make it But if came to real sh**, would they know how to deal it (f**) f** anyone, claiming to be whatever I ain't care who your homies are, all you b**hes can get it Mean it with every letter I write about in this verse As I go to continue, my sayings only get worse Crayzee Gang in his works, sober and thats an issue Out of it creativity, firing like they missiles I don't know who be hating me, all them I'ma get to… Slaying these s**as, mess you, diss you when I ain't met you You ain't last like a rental, know my thangs are legit I shot and got in your head, you shot, I got in yo b**h Sorry dawg if you mad, but… thats the way that it is Anything, like attacking me, man it doesn't do sh**, cause Chorus:X2 I'm Crayzee, with the thangs I do… Fuxk about a s**a, tryna break my bones I guess its just me, walking down this road Holding both balls, no rest, no pause Verse 2: Watch me take control, operate this sh** with no hands All up in my mental, you the problem, gotta go man I ain't gotta speak, to even get my point my across I just stick to what I do and build it up just like a snowman Slow jams, got me mellow with vibes And I'm bout to be historical, like I'm one of kind Light enough for the blind, I ain't even bothered trying I just stick to motivation and be taking what is mine All these moves that I be making, got me feeling some way And I always be committed, though my tummy's an ache After eating all the beef that rappers, claim that they have But I swear that I be sh**ting out my dinner today (yeah) Staying fly, like you know me staying high Know the homie Toby said it, how it gets you right by My life, my story is a hell of a read Cause I'm really on that crazy sh**, like Capital Steez, RIP Chorus:X2 I'm Crayzee, with the thangs I do… Fuxk about a s**a, tryna break my bones I guess its just me, walking down this road Holding both balls, no rest, no pause (yeah) Outro: Muthaphukker… Yeah… CRAYZEE. GANG Crayzee. Gang Right on yo chin b**h...