Crazy Lyrics
| Song | Crazy |
| Artist | Busta Rhymes |
| Album | Year of the Dragon |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| A million murder way, | |
| I come and | |
| I scorch this | |
| Ain't nothing changed, ******s know | |
| I'm holdin' the torch ************ | |
| Excessive with the heats how | |
| I'm holdin' the fourth set | |
| I twist a ******s ************t just like a ******' contortionist | |
| This bang bully bust rhymes, | |
| I'm coming to squash ************t | |
| Demolish every horde, disintegrate in the marsh pit | |
| Bad as animal rap, they love when their god speak | |
| I know you wish you could, the way | |
| I bang ‘em with godless | |
| As thick as glamour in case | |
| I didn't mention | |
| These ************ in the building and they all in the section | |
| To dominate this ************t has been my every intention | |
| These ******s think they sick, | |
| I come and kill the infection | |
| And when I come through you know | |
| I'm blowin' the top off | |
| The building and the club, ****** know how | |
| I pop offAnd if you violate, you'll probably get your ************t chopped of | |
| The way I got police barricadin' the block off | |
| Sometimes | |
| I act like | |
| I do cuz of this voice in my head | |
| Voice in my head, voice in my head. | |
| They tell me just what to do to spend a chunk of this bread | |
| Chunk of this bread, chunk of this bread. | |
| You make the ******s wanna say(Them ******s crazier than a mother******) | |
| Then ******s psycho how they mawl(Them ******s crazier than a mother******) | |
| They might all the alcohol(Them ******s crazier than a mother******) | |
| My ******s buying out the mall(Them ******s crazier than a mother******) | |
| Before I finish countin' this mondo | |
| Too kindly as | |
| I welcome ******s back to the jungle | |
| I'm back to run this ************ | |
| I strive and keepin' it humble | |
| I get to ************t the building til it crackle and crumble | |
| So back off ************, see how we knockin' the most hard‘ | |
| Bout to split the ocean, get to callin' the coast guard | |
| Better call the ambulance, | |
| I'm comin' to choke y'all | |
| I'm sma************n' every country ************, | |
| I'll send you a postcard | |
| Now they actin' like they ain't know it | |
| But I know you see exactly where the bottles is goin' | |
| Coupe box loads be all the money we spendin' | |
| Drink until we stupid and the party is endin' | |
| Now pick the way we comin' and we packin' ************t back up | |
| The time of 2012, the raider ************t packed up | |
| We full throttle in this ************ and never will swack up | |
| While I feed you the head, watch out my ******s that act up | |
| Sometimes | |
| I act like | |
| I do cuz of this voice in my head | |
| Voice in my head, voice in my head. | |
| They tell me just what to do to spend a chunk of this bread | |
| Chunk of this bread, chunk of this bread. | |
| You make the ******s wanna say(Them ******s crazier than a mother******) | |
| Then ******s psycho how they mawl(Them ******s crazier than a mother******) | |
| They might all the alcohol(Them ******s crazier than a mother******) | |
| My ******s buying out the mall(Them ******s crazier than a mother******) |
| A million murder way, | |
| I come and | |
| I scorch this | |
| Ain' t nothing changed, s know | |
| I' m holdin' the torch | |
| Excessive with the heats how | |
| I' m holdin' the fourth set | |
| I twist a s t just like a ' contortionist | |
| This bang bully bust rhymes, | |
| I' m coming to squash t | |
| Demolish every horde, disintegrate in the marsh pit | |
| Bad as animal rap, they love when their god speak | |
| I know you wish you could, the way | |
| I bang em with godless | |
| As thick as glamour in case | |
| I didn' t mention | |
| These in the building and they all in the section | |
| To dominate this t has been my every intention | |
| These s think they sick, | |
| I come and kill the infection | |
| And when I come through you know | |
| I' m blowin' the top off | |
| The building and the club, know how | |
| I pop offAnd if you violate, you' ll probably get your t chopped of | |
| The way I got police barricadin' the block off | |
| Sometimes | |
| I act like | |
| I do cuz of this voice in my head | |
| Voice in my head, voice in my head. | |
| They tell me just what to do to spend a chunk of this bread | |
| Chunk of this bread, chunk of this bread. | |
| You make the s wanna say Them s crazier than a mother | |
| Then s psycho how they mawl Them s crazier than a mother | |
| They might all the alcohol Them s crazier than a mother | |
| My s buying out the mall Them s crazier than a mother | |
| Before I finish countin' this mondo | |
| Too kindly as | |
| I welcome s back to the jungle | |
| I' m back to run this | |
| I strive and keepin' it humble | |
| I get to t the building til it crackle and crumble | |
| So back off , see how we knockin' the most hard | |
| Bout to split the ocean, get to callin' the coast guard | |
| Better call the ambulance, | |
| I' m comin' to choke y' all | |
| I' m sma n' every country , | |
| I' ll send you a postcard | |
| Now they actin' like they ain' t know it | |
| But I know you see exactly where the bottles is goin' | |
| Coupe box loads be all the money we spendin' | |
| Drink until we stupid and the party is endin' | |
| Now pick the way we comin' and we packin' t back up | |
| The time of 2012, the raider t packed up | |
| We full throttle in this and never will swack up | |
| While I feed you the head, watch out my s that act up | |
| Sometimes | |
| I act like | |
| I do cuz of this voice in my head | |
| Voice in my head, voice in my head. | |
| They tell me just what to do to spend a chunk of this bread | |
| Chunk of this bread, chunk of this bread. | |
| You make the s wanna say Them s crazier than a mother | |
| Then s psycho how they mawl Them s crazier than a mother | |
| They might all the alcohol Them s crazier than a mother | |
| My s buying out the mall Them s crazier than a mother |
| A million murder way, | |
| I come and | |
| I scorch this | |
| Ain' t nothing changed, s know | |
| I' m holdin' the torch | |
| Excessive with the heats how | |
| I' m holdin' the fourth set | |
| I twist a s t just like a ' contortionist | |
| This bang bully bust rhymes, | |
| I' m coming to squash t | |
| Demolish every horde, disintegrate in the marsh pit | |
| Bad as animal rap, they love when their god speak | |
| I know you wish you could, the way | |
| I bang em with godless | |
| As thick as glamour in case | |
| I didn' t mention | |
| These in the building and they all in the section | |
| To dominate this t has been my every intention | |
| These s think they sick, | |
| I come and kill the infection | |
| And when I come through you know | |
| I' m blowin' the top off | |
| The building and the club, know how | |
| I pop offAnd if you violate, you' ll probably get your t chopped of | |
| The way I got police barricadin' the block off | |
| Sometimes | |
| I act like | |
| I do cuz of this voice in my head | |
| Voice in my head, voice in my head. | |
| They tell me just what to do to spend a chunk of this bread | |
| Chunk of this bread, chunk of this bread. | |
| You make the s wanna say Them s crazier than a mother | |
| Then s psycho how they mawl Them s crazier than a mother | |
| They might all the alcohol Them s crazier than a mother | |
| My s buying out the mall Them s crazier than a mother | |
| Before I finish countin' this mondo | |
| Too kindly as | |
| I welcome s back to the jungle | |
| I' m back to run this | |
| I strive and keepin' it humble | |
| I get to t the building til it crackle and crumble | |
| So back off , see how we knockin' the most hard | |
| Bout to split the ocean, get to callin' the coast guard | |
| Better call the ambulance, | |
| I' m comin' to choke y' all | |
| I' m sma n' every country , | |
| I' ll send you a postcard | |
| Now they actin' like they ain' t know it | |
| But I know you see exactly where the bottles is goin' | |
| Coupe box loads be all the money we spendin' | |
| Drink until we stupid and the party is endin' | |
| Now pick the way we comin' and we packin' t back up | |
| The time of 2012, the raider t packed up | |
| We full throttle in this and never will swack up | |
| While I feed you the head, watch out my s that act up | |
| Sometimes | |
| I act like | |
| I do cuz of this voice in my head | |
| Voice in my head, voice in my head. | |
| They tell me just what to do to spend a chunk of this bread | |
| Chunk of this bread, chunk of this bread. | |
| You make the s wanna say Them s crazier than a mother | |
| Then s psycho how they mawl Them s crazier than a mother | |
| They might all the alcohol Them s crazier than a mother | |
| My s buying out the mall Them s crazier than a mother |
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