50 years ago
09-09-2006, 04:12 PM
This was supposed to be an audio collabo last...year, I think the summer? But we never recorded, because I deaded the beef and it never really happened. I'd still like to work on it sometime though, shit is HILARIOUS lyrically. My flow is off at parts and the first verse seems out of place, but it's the joke. Hopefully y'all catch on...starts soft and ends hard.
-soft beat-
Crazee:
Your lips move, but to me you're sayin nothing
and none of what you say or convey is touching
Verbal daggers, intended to make or break me
But you heard me bastard, I'm not fake or angry
You think I'm crazee, but you're fuckin insane to me
The less I care, the more stuck in your brain I'll be
What is this thing I see, it assaults what I feel
You try to respond but all of it's real
I call an appeal, I'll never say your name and I'm tryin'
But you keep sayin my name so I'm breakin the line
You use to say that I'm fine, now it's fake in my mind
Ever caring about you was a mistake I was blind
I pray for a sign, and I'm takin my time,chasin a dime
Thinking deep thoughts as these visions pace and I'm cryin
Psyche you ain't worth worth this ~patience I find~....sorry
I'm ~creatin this rhyme~ for me, in the ~name of divine~ glory
Chorus:(Crazee):
Visions of peace,rippin me deep, my spirit is beat
Dissin my dreams, I trip and I creep, hearin deceit
I think that you're fake, pissing me off,I'm laughin hard
The claims that you make,isn't at all, fact it's fraud
(break): It's time to switch it up!... We're goin hard...ninja!
-beat switch-
Ninja:
I hate retards… you probably start to shit when you laugh
You're only bi-polar 'cause you've got two dicks in your ass
If you killed yourself/you'd be doing normal people a favor
The only friends you have… are deactive beepers and pagers
Stop blaming others, it's YOUR fault you were raped as a kid
It's just too bad that America allows… mental patients to live
But I guess you're still free to keep pursuin' your dreams
You don't sleep, yer up all night hearin blood curdling screams
serial killer… I can't wait to see you on the news for murder
'cause you turned yourself into a girl, and your girl in to a burger
his gender identity… has yet to be deliberated
he calls himself (*edit*) 'cause his asshole is sexually liberated
he's mentally debilated//some kind of transvestite freak
The dude is so schizo he has to say "hi" 5 times everytime we meet
whatever confidence he has, comes from the skirt he's rubbin'
she'll leave him//in two years he'll be a rerun of Thirty Something
Chorus:(Crazee):
Visions of peace,rippin me deep, my spirit is beat
Dissin my dreams, I trip and I creep, hearin deceit
I think that you're fake, pissing me off,I'm laughin hard
The claims that you make,isn't at all, fact it's fraud
Crazee:
I remember that test, you're less of a man-than-your-whore/
She's like a mannequin, when laid on her back-on-the-floor/(haha)
She stayed ~with him for dick~, now he's got-a-fiance/
She thinks of ~women to lick~, and rockin-Beyonce/ (Damn!)
Let's get serious , I hope (edited) stops takin-his meds/
leaves you laid-on-the-bed,AK-to-ya-head,maybe-ya-dead/
I wanna see you decayed, slammed on the floor,sprayin-it-red/
With your ~face on my wall~,~payin fa all~ the things-that-ya-said/(haha!)
I remember when you I was a "god to you", what? thought-I-forgot?...
Every ~conversation is saved~, I'm ~thinkin of ways~ to leave you balled-in-a-knot...
Bitch you're stupid, let me pronounce-it-in-a-rhyme...
Leave your blood leakin' in critical amounts-dripped-in-a-line...
That's formed so, it spells out-which-bitch-of-mine is finna' die on her couch-hit-with-a-nine...soooo
*beat changes to Wanksta*
You say you're a bad bitch, but we are NOT listenin...
So you're an actress, and you need to STOP bitchin...
You say he rappin, but he ain't never spit nothing...
Y'all been in the studio a long time, bitch you been frontin'..
-Crazee talks a bunch of shit-
-soft beat-
Crazee:
Your lips move, but to me you're sayin nothing
and none of what you say or convey is touching
Verbal daggers, intended to make or break me
But you heard me bastard, I'm not fake or angry
You think I'm crazee, but you're fuckin insane to me
The less I care, the more stuck in your brain I'll be
What is this thing I see, it assaults what I feel
You try to respond but all of it's real
I call an appeal, I'll never say your name and I'm tryin'
But you keep sayin my name so I'm breakin the line
You use to say that I'm fine, now it's fake in my mind
Ever caring about you was a mistake I was blind
I pray for a sign, and I'm takin my time,chasin a dime
Thinking deep thoughts as these visions pace and I'm cryin
Psyche you ain't worth worth this ~patience I find~....sorry
I'm ~creatin this rhyme~ for me, in the ~name of divine~ glory
Chorus:(Crazee):
Visions of peace,rippin me deep, my spirit is beat
Dissin my dreams, I trip and I creep, hearin deceit
I think that you're fake, pissing me off,I'm laughin hard
The claims that you make,isn't at all, fact it's fraud
(break): It's time to switch it up!... We're goin hard...ninja!
-beat switch-
Ninja:
I hate retards… you probably start to shit when you laugh
You're only bi-polar 'cause you've got two dicks in your ass
If you killed yourself/you'd be doing normal people a favor
The only friends you have… are deactive beepers and pagers
Stop blaming others, it's YOUR fault you were raped as a kid
It's just too bad that America allows… mental patients to live
But I guess you're still free to keep pursuin' your dreams
You don't sleep, yer up all night hearin blood curdling screams
serial killer… I can't wait to see you on the news for murder
'cause you turned yourself into a girl, and your girl in to a burger
his gender identity… has yet to be deliberated
he calls himself (*edit*) 'cause his asshole is sexually liberated
he's mentally debilated//some kind of transvestite freak
The dude is so schizo he has to say "hi" 5 times everytime we meet
whatever confidence he has, comes from the skirt he's rubbin'
she'll leave him//in two years he'll be a rerun of Thirty Something
Chorus:(Crazee):
Visions of peace,rippin me deep, my spirit is beat
Dissin my dreams, I trip and I creep, hearin deceit
I think that you're fake, pissing me off,I'm laughin hard
The claims that you make,isn't at all, fact it's fraud
Crazee:
I remember that test, you're less of a man-than-your-whore/
She's like a mannequin, when laid on her back-on-the-floor/(haha)
She stayed ~with him for dick~, now he's got-a-fiance/
She thinks of ~women to lick~, and rockin-Beyonce/ (Damn!)
Let's get serious , I hope (edited) stops takin-his meds/
leaves you laid-on-the-bed,AK-to-ya-head,maybe-ya-dead/
I wanna see you decayed, slammed on the floor,sprayin-it-red/
With your ~face on my wall~,~payin fa all~ the things-that-ya-said/(haha!)
I remember when you I was a "god to you", what? thought-I-forgot?...
Every ~conversation is saved~, I'm ~thinkin of ways~ to leave you balled-in-a-knot...
Bitch you're stupid, let me pronounce-it-in-a-rhyme...
Leave your blood leakin' in critical amounts-dripped-in-a-line...
That's formed so, it spells out-which-bitch-of-mine is finna' die on her couch-hit-with-a-nine...soooo
*beat changes to Wanksta*
You say you're a bad bitch, but we are NOT listenin...
So you're an actress, and you need to STOP bitchin...
You say he rappin, but he ain't never spit nothing...
Y'all been in the studio a long time, bitch you been frontin'..
-Crazee talks a bunch of shit-