Am I Crazy
Title | Am I Crazy |
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Artist | G-Mo Skee |
Album | My Filthy Spirit Bomb |
Release Date | 2016-12-02 |
Description | This song was actually created a very long time by G-Mo around the start of his career. It was never on any of his mixtapes but is available in its original version on spotify. He most likely chose to re-record the song with its original lyrics because he liked the attitude and drive of the original song, but wanted to improve the quality and vocals. |
Lyrics | [Intro:] The Boogieman is real and you found him [Hook:] Lately, it's like everywhere I been Muhfuckas say shit to try to get under my skin Is it me? Man I don't really know These niggas better learn to stop fucking with G-Mo [I'm going crazy] It don't matter where I'm at or where I kick it Any minute of the day I'm gettin' pushed to the limit Is it me? Man I don't think so. These niggas better learn to stop fucking with G-Mo [I'm going crazy] [Verse 1:] In third grade my teacher told me to write my name on the chalkboard I said "bitch you got me fucked up like astronaut porn" Call me Ozzy Ozborn, when I jump on stage, bite your head off and scream "fuck y'all tour!" Your tail between your legs when it's on sight Big bark with a small bite, you niggas all hype I fucked your bitch in the ass after a long night Not my dick black like I stuck it in the exhaust pipe Bitch you got me fucked up like pterodactyl rape If you beefing with the Inf Gang, you better travel safe I gotta calm my niggas down, "no Crowda wait Don't shoot the nigga in his stomach, aim it at his face!" Ain't nobody safe when I start spazzin' This kid said my flow was retarded so I attacked him Bitch slapped and jacked, the bastard got his ass kicked Cause I thought he was being sarcastic...I'm going crazy [Hook:] [Bridge:] Get the fuck out my way and you won't get kil't [x3] Hey yo G-Mo...Kick that filth [Verse 2:] Bitch you got me fucked up like two birds humpin Use your brain before I put that thang on the curb cousin Never give a gun to a deeply disturbed youngin' All they see is hella prostitutes on 23rd runnin' Niggas dissin' me from 5,000 miles away And don't think I'll show up at they house but I found a way Bitch we can handle this shit like real adults I keep a few grenades in my pocket, I'll kill us both It's a fire in here, stop, drop and roll I left the kids cookin' too long on the apartment stove I don't give a bitch shit, I be starvin' hoes Not even a glass of water, you can use the garden hose! I see a drought in California when I read the news So I stopped drinking water and I started drinkin' booze I ain't crazy, you niggas must be confused Y'all just got me fucked up like a flight attendant being screwed You might also like[Hook:] [x2] [Outro:] I'm not crazy. Bitch I'm not crazy! You motherfuckers are crazy...fuckin' with me BITCH. Inf Gang....waaaa |