Lil Crazy

作词 : Sermon

Hey young world, one two, one two

Check it out y'all

Uhh, Shadz of

Lingo in the house

E Double's in the house with

Def Squad on the funky fresh track with

Shadz of Lingo

Mic check one two, yo you got my nerves jumpin around and _

Humpin' Around_ like

Bobby Brown across town

I ain't with that, so don't cramp my style

Step off me,

I'm hyped like

I had a pound of coffee

Yo how could you ask what

I'm doin when

I'm pursuin, gettin funky with my crew and

My input brings vibes unknown like

E.T. Makes me phone home to my family

Cling, hello mom,

I'm doin it, freakin more fame than

Ba******an played by

Michael Keaton

I crossed over, let me name someone that's black with fame, and pockets that are fat

Heyyy, Erick

Sermon, he's one

Packs a gun, that's bigger than

Malcolm's

Out the window,

I look for a punk to get stupid so

I can shoot his ass like

Cupid E 2 bingos, down with the

Shadz of Lingo

Here to bust out the funky single

Ahh ************t, there goes my pager

I'll see you later, because yo [Chorus: Erick Sermon]

Every now and then,

I get a little crazy [x4] [Shadz of Lingo - 1]

One two how can

I do it? I guess

I'll spit the real

Yo I pack much ************, with the cover made of steel hoe

Yes yes, never fessed or settled for less

One clown stepped, and got a hole in the ****** chest from the

A.K., somebody scream

MAYDAY Took the sucker out, cause he clowned me on a payday

The funk is flowin to the maximum from the

E Double, while

I kick the facts to them

Check a chill brother with class, rough enough to run up and snatch the spine out a ******z ass

Grip the steel when caps peeled, here to chill on the real and don't give a mother****** how you feel

Thinkin you're steppin to this,

I kinda doubt it

Ain't with the bull************t, so you can write a ****** book about it

The big ****** with the bud and

I'm on that

E kick the beat and yo you shoulda known that [Chorus] [Shadz of Lingo - 2]

Yo it's the

Lingo of the

Shadz Droppin that mellow but mad mackadocious melodious metaphorical music with mo' ************t that you used to, and stylin that you ain't

What else

I got to do but draw the pictures with paints? [feedback]

Oh no, there's my mic squeakin

A soundman's body turnin up every weekend

Some think

I done the killin, you know

I can't remember

I can't recall a full week since this past

December And mics catchin fire 'fore

I get the chance to touch em

Yo Al. B catch the buddha lightin torches,

I'ma bust em

But don't rush em, leave the pyromaniac alone he heard the words to hit em on the red dot and knows

I'm thinkin bout

MURDER Run (run) hide (hide) you can't (can't) escape (scape)

The hit (the hit's) on,

I got the (got the) papes (papes)

Dodge (dodge) red (red) lasers (lasers) scannin (scannin) brings (brings) fly (fly when) rhymes (rhymes) landin (landin)

Let me go .. no .. yo,

I'm straight (straight)

Chill (chill), yo

I need AUH

HHH, air, wait (wait)

Cross (cross) fade (fade's) a killer (killer) style and (style and) where's the (where's the) soundman

Tell me (tell me) was

I whylin (whylin) cause (cause) [Chorus] [Erick Sermon]

Hey young world

Check me out, check me, check me out

Hey young world

New York's in the house

Def Squad's in the mother******, house

New York's in the mother******, house

Rowdy Records in the mother******, house

Def Squad's in the mother******, house

E.D.'s in the mother****** house (Def Jam boy)

Shadz of Lingo in the mother****** house

Peace.. and we out (Russell Simmons boy)

Word