The Craze - SHOOTYZ GROOVE

What do you know about me, Jack?

You see I crawl in the night

Underneath all the hype

Then I step to the light

So let it shine

Mutha fucka, are you blind?

Check out my rhyme

Fuckin' up your mind

Diggin' in your soul

With the rock n' roll

Crazy mutha fucka’s go «blow, blow,

blow"Here we go

What do you know about this?

You know the face in the crowd

Or my name on a list

But are you down?

No.

In fact, I think you’re sweatin’My

lifestyle, money

So yo, sucka, keep steppin’And let me crawl

into your mind

With the meanin'

Kinda like crack, and I got the brother’s

feindin'

For a taste, so go ahead

And take your best shot

But don’t burn yourself, cause it might be hot

So there it is

Rollin' like a rebel

I’m a no good, hard core, stone cold devil

The craze, the craze

Yo, we got the craze

Puttin' brothers in a daze

Leavin' people in a haze

With the craze, the craze

The mutha fuckin' craze

Figured out a way

From way back in the days

Now check the way I kick it

Cause the verbs, they come explicit

If you talk about my tribe

The j.i.v.e.

becomes alive

So back off

Relax, understood?

Understand.

Pump your fist, wave your hand

Cause we really don’t give a damn

Slow your head

Or you’ll wind up like a dead man

Understand that I’m the mutha fuckin' man

Cause see, I got the craze

And Shootyz got the groove

My mind is on a level

But I’m horny like a devil

But my soul keeps freakin’Status keeps

creepin'

Risin', surprisin’The crowd

we’re energizin'

Blowin' up in smoke

And the craze is no joke

Well I’m bustin' loose

On the caboose

I’m bustin' loose on the caboose

With a mic check

You don’t get it, you do not comprehend

With the truth that I know

Is my records goin' gold

And the rap and the roll

And the new and the old school

Got the craze, yo

We’re blowin' up in '94

We got the craze, yo

Everybody, everybody got the craze, yo

One time, for your mind

Got the craze, yo

There it is, there it is

Rollin' like a rebel

I’m a no good, hard core, stone cold devil

The craze, the craze

Yo, we got the craze

Puttin' brothers in a daze

Leavin' people in a haze

With the craze, the craze

The mutha fuckin' craze

Figured out a way

From way back in the days

Had the craze

From the days of the crib, kid

Once a mellow brother

But, yo, now I’m gettin' wicked

And you could stick it

Back into the socket

Schemin' on the papes

And then I put it in my pocket

Throw your hands up

Give a man his props, bro

Now I’m makin' dough

So, people, whatcha know?

The craze, the craze

Yo, we got the craze

Puttin' brothers in a daze

Leavin' people in a haze

With the craze, the craze

The mutha fuckin' craze

Figured out a way

From way back in the days

Enviada por: Brunno Damaso