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Well, to school ya it's the hooligan
I'm in the again so watch me do this
I'm out to do these rappers like Popeye did Brutus
The super trooper, oops, I'm no beginner
So watch me get and run, shit, like Bill Skinner

I formulate my raps, perhaps you kick it
niggas down my slack, yes I'm the baddest when I wreck it
See I'm nicer than the rest, I guess I ta prove it
Ya cruisin' for a if ya bite it when I use it

See I'm to shoot the giff, and if ya tryin' ta stop it
I got mad skills loose change in my pocket
I drop it from the East, at least I'm gettin' in
Some niggas jealous 'cos of the way that I be rhymin'

Ooh, hello there, how the hell are ya? to keep you waitin'
It's like nuttin' when I'm throwin' somethin' rougher menstruation
Crabs, I'm followed by a camp like John
Mellen, tell punks I put a swellin', for the lords split'cha

I kick tails that tips on the ricter
I dip-dip-dob wit' more drive than the Harlem
Oh the hell, I smoked a half a el then [Incomprehensible]
Pick up my grip then the clip and get puffin' see

It's back to basics if wacked then niggas hate we
Got the knack to freak a track like I was in some nations
Boy, I'm slipper soap-on-a-rope, I'm madder than the Mad Hatter
And Yabber Dabber and you can quote

Now ya got the Krazy, wit' da Books
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Now ya got the Krazy, Krazy da Books
Yes yes y'all, yes y'all, yes y'all, yes

Now ya got the Krazy, wit' da Books
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Now ya got the Krazy, Krazy da Books

Well once it's the spectacular
I the back and ya, fuckin', face it
MC's as if my name was Jason
I crash 'n' clash 'em, monster mash 'em they suckle
I'm quick to switch up and kick ass Dr. Jekyll

I it from the guts, my DJ got the cuts
The shit I bringin' got'cha swingin' on my nuts
I'm not the typical, guy that be a miracle
Drop the type of shit that ya flip and get'cha swivacle

I'm nasty with the verbs, kid, I serve ya, rip the
My raps they never collapse 'cos on the tracks, see I be bustin'
Fireworks, I jerks scullin' then I step
I'm back hibernation and I'm ween to keep a rep

Give it a rest fool, straight balls of fire, boy I'm flyer than a
Hah I rocks shit and knock niggas out the wit'
Uncontrollable lyrical from my larynx
I'm slick, watch your tip because my clique slam ya next

Like booya, no ya not true, don't mean
a styles 'til '96, taking backs to the future
Plus I'm cool to the brain, I drain a 40 for the belly
I'm aimin' for the charts just like this was a game of

Plus I'm sinkin' ships, doin' whatever makes the rock
My crew is nothin', stuffin' chicks without the showtime
I groove up put your dukes up or catch a oops-up
Sad ya sleazy 'cos this the piece beneath the steps, boy

Now ya got the Krazy, Krazy da Books
Yes yes y'all, yes y'all, yes y'all, yes
Now ya got the Krazy, wit' da Books
Yes yes y'all, yes y'all, yes y'all, yes

Now ya got the Krazy, Krazy wit' da
Yes yes y'all, yes y'all, yes y'all, yes
Now ya got the Krazy, Krazy wit' da