Freddie Foxxx/Bumpy Knuckles - Crazy like a foxxx lyrics

The militant mac-10, yeah i got a full clip again Flip if we cool i'll be the first one to rip a friend I'm back in action give the streets satisfaction You'll never catch the plot because you can't get traction Check it I'm Mr. Mash a mic, rap to make you wiggle If there's beef i'll stick a knife in your a** like Dr. Giggle So who's the wack rapper with the wack game I got the ultra mag tech for your wack name Yeah, when times got rough rough, I hit you with the hot potato Got money in the bank bumpin' your girl Like a violator, i bum rush young jumps That wanna make a rap lock down in the trunk Then i ride around town with the mac in my lap With 33 shots for the wackest rap Yeah, 4 against 1 now I make the sides even I pull the twin Glocks from the waist, now we're even steven You n***as know what time it is, sh**'s about to get hot Flavor youth style, crazy like a Foxxx [Chorus] You know, you know! Cause I'm crazy like a Foxxx! [X 4] I know some rappers that be frontin' like they super duper dope (??? difficult to understand this line ??? please help) I work to make the grade, let's call a spade a spade I'll never be a stepping stone for jumps to get paid So i'm about to set it off [another voice]: "Yeah y'all n***as f**ed with the wrong n***a this time, Daddy Boot Knock's at your a**!" When someone's nice with the mic they get props Whenever someone's wack with they sh** they get boxed So, n***as check the pedigree while i run it down Yeah, four horsemen in '94 getting bucked down This ain't cowboys and indians, jack This is real life drama from the militant mack Dig it, i'll walk a thousand miles down south Just to punch a s**a a** n***a in his mouth So a trip up to the bronx ain't jack Just to watch the ultra mag wack get smacked Yeah, then i take my production and boogie it down (??? difficult to understand this line ??? please help) Back to bed-stuy, then to the fort Where they shackle n***as down when they bring 'em to court It's like bad man dan meeting two gun green But this'll be the bloodiest rap show you ever seen And while i'm gunnin' i'll be having n***as runnin' off the block Talking that i'm crazy like a Foxxx [Chorus] You know, you know! Cause I'm crazy like a Foxxx! Now here's the real recipe Add the mic with 50,000 fans With a tad bit of funk from the funkadelic band And don't forget the hardcore rock head n***as from the block That opened up the doors for Freddie Foxxx n***as in the pen know i'm at it again No i don't sh** on a friend, so when they come home i put 'em in "(??? difficult, please help) ...if you ever go to jail i'mma have y'all n***as knocked the f** off" I step up on your crew even though you stand deep You n***as know i'm coming for war, so you scream peace It's much too late for you to repent Yeah the plan's been laid down, time's been spent I pull my 45, and Ced Gee pulled his But i keep my sh** co*ked so "boom boom" there it is Now Ced Gee is dead G Now who's the next to get rubbed, bang bang, no Moe Love You was a scared n***a anyway, so let's make this one a closed casket Boom, he's a faceless ba*tard One man running, at least one left I want action so I take off my vest I noticed Kool Keith, pulled out a 9 So I smacked him in his mouth, now the 9 is mine Then i drag him in the alley and i hit him in the head with the Glocks Piss in his face, because I'm Freddie Foxxx [Chorus] You know, you know! Cause I'm crazy like a Foxxx! (X 8) Crazy like a Foxxx (X 8)