Obie Trice - Crazy lyrics

[Hook](x2) They say I'm crazy, and I don't give a f** Goose in the cup, 40 by the nuts Crazy (lay a n***a down like what) Cause they don't know nothing 'bout me [Verse 1: Obie Trice] Trice is the truth, puncture your roof If what I enunciate ain't getting through you Listen n***a, School Craft raised me Hey bay-bay, you don't wanna f**ing play with me I got the K covered up in the back Got the pistol on my side n***a, O stay strapped Stacks in the jeans, this is a natural thing I don't act out a movie, I'm actually the scene I pull up on the scene, n***a holla back With a bad b**h Italian and black They don't take double takes, they take Kodaks Coast through the club relaxed, where the V.I.P. at Coast under the cub, post underneath the duds Supposed to, I'm a motherf**ing thug But they say he crazy cause he don't give a f** First n***a play me, light his a** up [Hook] [Verse 2] [Obie Trice] Yeah I'm crazy, the hood made me So O abide by the code on the daily n***as get it twisted, b**hes get it twisted Cause I live like unrealistically Ay, my n***a Breed in the booth with me Motor City 'til them pall-bearers dig me Underneath the soil Ain't no future in your fronting, n***a I'm Detroit loyal [MC Breed] Oh so what you know karate? I know crazy Hit you with something, leave your left side lazy Coming for the whole shebang, yup, believe that Take it like I want it, get behind ya like I need that 'Til I get more "Wa**up's" than Martin Get drunk, come through, bust up the party Tonight, very night, Breed and Obie Trice You say our a** crazy, yeah you motherf**ing right [Hook] [Verse 3: Obie Trice] Say I need Ritalin, cause when the choppers start riddling Bodies start dropping, disappearing Tempers start flaring, n***a nutting up Ain't no coming back from that bruh Ay, bad days some f*ggot in a bag Give a f** what neighborhood you at What Dilla dick you s**ing, when the pistols bucking Lord knows someone family's suffering And I ain't the n***a that'll start the beef I lay back, I ain't got a problem with G But lick her and n***as like twelve hits of E Suicidal, somebody on their way to meet Jesus These demons keep chasing me Get away from me, or the AK speaks No wonder why they see him as a freak Say he crazy, in the motherf**ing street [Hook]