Mr. Thing - Thinking Crazy lyrics

(Verse 1) What am I going to do? The rent is overdue! God, I guess it's over to you I could beg, borrow, or steal Take it to court Try to appeal But you've got to be real Like that guy from Cypress Hill Times are ill Before I do something stupid I should write my will Yo I need to smoke something Try to chill Now I'm thinking: In prison they supply the meals No gas, no electric, or water bills f** it, I'm cracking open a host of peels As low as I feel? I could rob a little kid's piggy bank Scrap the plate down to the last milligram On the really, fam I'm in a tight squeeze Have you got a little spliff of weed that I could buy please? Ayo, I'll pay you later Why're you fronting? Don't be a player hater When I blow I'll be making crazy paper! (Chorus) No money for food? You start thinking crazy The rent is overdue? You start thinking crazy Bailiffs at your door? You start thinking crazy You're sick of being this poor? You start thinking crazy When your pockets are broke You start thinking crazy Your money went up in smoke? You start thinking crazy Up to your neck in debt? You start thinking crazy The landlord came to collect? You start thinking crazy (Verse 2) They say I'm cashing cheques And I'll be pushing the bimmer next I've got a push-bike, blud I'll push a BMX So if you see me vexed It's 'cause my money's short There's not enough noughts on this cheque I need a couple more! Surviving in the tin cans out the cupboard door Bunning draw Just to deal with the rugged, raw, situation This is going to take a team effort If all else fails I'll turn to extreme measures Ain't nothing sweet, fellas We've got to eat Let us load up the heat and go wave it at some bank tellers For a bag of Cheddars I know you man are jealous We're all sick to the stomach like we've got Salmonella I'm looking at my bank balance like "It's now or never" You know the taxman is out to get you? And I'ma bet you That when your stomach's touching your ribs You'll suddenly switch It's about to get ugly kids! (Chorus) No money for food? You start thinking crazy The rent is overdue? You start thinking crazy Bailiffs at your door? You start thinking crazy You're sick of being this poor? You start thinking crazy When your pockets are broke You start thinking crazy Your money went up in smoke? You start thinking crazy Up to your neck in debt? You start thinking crazy The landlord came to collect? You start thinking crazy (Verse 3) So now it's time to start pulling out the long straps Sawn-offs and all that, gats and baseball bats Black hoodies and baseball caps real low Bandanas wrapped round the face so nobody'll know Let's go Natwest, HSBC, Abbey National Halifax or the Barclays? It's all the same to me Yeah, I know I'm a novice But anyone can pull a toaster in the post office Balaclavaed up Celebrate down the pub, lagered up Go to West-end clubs and large it Plus treat yourself to some things Live like a king, buy your wife some bling I know she'd like a diamond ring But the police must of traced the notes Now they're knocking on my door There's no place to go! I'm out the back door Over the wall, into the next road They're already there I'm surrounded by 5-0