Royce Da 5'9" - Spazz Out lyrics

[Intro: Drew32] I wake up in the morning and that crazy sh** I'm on it You don't really want it, so show me my opponent b**h I spazz out, I spazz out Yeah I spazz out, I spazz out [Verse 1: Drew32] The next to make it, never anticipated Always seemed to get hated, but look at what the hell you created I think it's time to destroy some sh**, Drew is ill, Royce is sick Matter of fact, I will cook you rotisserie style if you don't think that the boy can spit Internet gangstas, you ain't that hard, I dare you to test me, your girlfriend Blew me like Avatar, and if you're sleepin' on me, guess that means that I'm interesting You can't see me, put on my CD, you wear goggles, this ain't 3D My verse nuts, so after my 16, hoes get pregnant, holla at me MTV You will never earn, my respect, I'm hot, you'll never ever burn I'm a psycho, crazy, screw you, pay me, b**h, you ain't doing jack without Lubriderm I'm about to just take over, and do doughnuts all up on your driveway, home, yup I spit bars like I got a bag full of Doritos sittin' right next to my neck, or I got a chip on my shoulder, hold up Got 'em going haywire, cause I'm only getting paid on days that end in A-Y And you wouldn't be fly if you hang-glide, so quit rap, get a day job When my pen touches the pad it's like all the planets align, the sun and moon collide, I hit the booth and rhyme Until these s**er haters die by suicide, you better move aside, because b**h I... [Hook: Drew32] I wake up in the morning and that crazy sh** I'm on it You don't really want it, so show me my opponent b**h I spazz out, I spazz out Yeah I spazz out, I spazz out I wake up in the morning and that crazy sh** I'm on it You don't really want it, so show me my opponent b**h I spazz out, I spazz out Yeah I spazz out, I spazz out [Verse 2: Royce Da 5'9''] Yeah, Nickel be spazzin', mechanical, you can't expose my mannish flow Cut everything off the top of that phantom, and call that b**h my Amber Rose Sittin' on elephant feet, animal toes, you know I leave you dead in the street And you motherf**in' birds know I don't got too many words for you, I keep a pelican brief I click clack this biscuit, I sit back and get a naval ring, and let a motherf**in' Mistletoe hang from it just so your mama know just where I want her lips at this Christmas I'm big pimpin', I'm so f**in', robust it's, so sudden It's ironic I'm an Iron Man, like Ghost Face and I be with Bussa Buss when I Ghost Busters Slaughterhouse too true, we the new crew, I ain't sayin' we the Best, all I'm sayin' is that we on a quest to be a tribe called the new and improved Wu Critique, y'all sound like Simon, I'm eatin' beats by the pound like Common Y'all n***as out y'all mind, I will cook ya noodles if you don't think that he's top ramen I be throwin' them slugs, y'all be the ho and in love, ya man fake That's why I be goin' for a handshake, while that phony n***a be goin' for a hug I bet y'all lil' n***as ain't thugs, I bet y'all lil' n***as wear Uggs I bet y'all ain't see that sign, Nickel Nine, beware of [Hook]