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    Now ya got the krazy, krazy wit da books
    Yes yes y'all, yes y'all, yes y'all, yes y'all
    Now ya got the krazy, krazy wit da books
    Yes yes y'all, yes y'all, yes y'all, yes y'all
    Now ya got the krazy, krazy wit da books
    Yes yes y'all, yes y'all, yes y'all, yes y'all
    Now ya got the krazy, krazy wit da books
    (fire em up higher on some new rhyme flow)

    Verse 1: dray, skoob

    Well comin to school ya it's the hooligan, I'm in the mood again so watch
    Me do this
    I'm out to do these rappers just like popeye did brutus
    The super dooper trooper, oops I'm no beginner
    So watch me get loose and run [shit] like bill skinner
    I formulate my raps, perhaps you wanna kick it
    There's niggas down my slack, yes I'm the baddest when I wreck it
    See I'm nicer than the rest, I guess I gots ta prove it
    Ya cruisin for a bruisin if ya bite it when I use it
    See I'm quick to shoot the giff, and if ya tryin ta stop it
    I got mad skills like loose change in my pocket
    I drop it from the east, at least I'm gettin mine in
    Some niggas gettin jealous cos of the way that I be rhymin

    Ooh, hello there, how the hell are ya? sorry to keep you waitin
    It's like nuttin when I'm throwin somethin rougher than menstruation
    Crabs, I'm followed by a camp like john cougar
    Mellen, tell them punks I put a swellin, for the lords split'cha
    I kick tails that tips scales on the ricter
    I dip-dip-dob wit more drive than the harlem river
    Oh what the hell, I smoked a half a el then ? ? ? ?
    Pick up my grip then spark the clip and get puffin see
    It's back to basics if you're wacked then niggas hate we
    Got the knack to freak a track like I was printin in some nations
    Boy, I'm slipper than soap-on-a-rope
    I'm madder than the mad hatter and yabber dabber dope and you can quote...


    Verse 2: dray, books

    Well once again it's the spectacular, I checkin the back and ya [fuckin]
    Face it
    Terrorisin mc's as if my name was jason
    I crash 'n' clash em, monster mash em til they suckle
    I'm quick to switch up and kick ass like mr. jekyll
    I bring it from the guts, my dj got the cuts
    The [shit] that I bringin got'cha swingin on my nuts
    I'm not the typical lyrical guy that be a miracle
    Drop the type of [shit] that make ya flip and get'cha swivacle
    I'm nasty with the verbs, kid, I serve ya, rip the faucet
    My raps they never collapse cos on the tracks, see I be bustin like
    Fireworks, I fire jerks scullin then I step
    I'm back from hibernation and I'm ween to keep a rep

    Give it a rest fool, straight balls of fire, boy I'm flyer than a cockpit
    Hah I rocks [shit] and knock niggas out the blocks wit
    Uncontrollable lyrical motions from my larynx
    I'm slick, watch your tip cos my clique might slam ya next
    Like booyaa, no ya not true, don't mean illusion
    Kickin a styles til '96, taking backs to the future
    Plus I'm cool to fuck the brain, I drain a 40 for the belly
    I'm aimin for the charts just like this was a game of scelli
    Plus I'm sinkin ships, doin whatever makes the blow rock
    My crew is givin nothin, stuffin chicks without the showtime
    When I groove up put your dukes up or catch a oops-up
    Sad ya sleazy heart cos this the piece beneath the steps, boy

    Chorus to fade

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