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

I formulate my raps, you wanna kick it
There's 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 quick to the giff, and if ya tryin' ta stop it
I got mad skills like loose change in my
I drop it from the East, at I'm gettin' mine 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 when I'm throwin' somethin' rougher than menstruation
Crabs, I'm followed by a camp like John
Mellen, tell them I put a swellin', for the lords split'cha

I kick that tips scales on the ricter
I dip-dip-dob wit' more drive the Harlem River
Oh what the hell, I smoked a half a el then
Pick up my grip then spark the 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 printin' in some
Boy, I'm slipper soap-on-a-rope, I'm madder than the Mad Hatter
And Yabber Dope and you can quote

Now ya got the Krazy, wit' da Books
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Now ya got the Krazy, wit' da Books
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Well once it's the spectacular
I checkin' the and ya, fuckin', face it
Terrorisin' MC's as if my was Jason
I crash 'n' clash 'em, monster mash 'em 'til suckle
I'm quick to switch up and ass like Dr. Jekyll

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

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

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

Like booya, no ya not true, mean illusion
Kickin' a 'til '96, taking backs to the future
Plus I'm cool to fuck the brain, I a 40 for the belly
I'm for the charts just like this was a game of scelli

Plus I'm sinkin' ships, doin' whatever the blow rock
My crew is givin' nothin', stuffin' chicks the showtime
When I groove up put your dukes up or catch a
Sad ya heart 'cos this the piece beneath the steps, boy

Now ya got the Krazy, wit' 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
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