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(Verse 1 XV)
Yeah, Vizzy, it's crazy,
Uh, over ice, livid over life
pay attention, before this shit is overpriced
I could handle-bars before I even a bike
And if its quotes that you want, man I that quota nice
Looney Tunes the flow, going lunar as a solar
Time it like a cobra strike, like an overbite
Put it in the air, yeah Vizzy with the soda
Tell them lay the pen (pin) down and get X bowling strikes
Cooler than chewin' ice in the South Pole
Going HAM like Pam, knock them out
You're so crazy, the crowd wild,
Hands go up and down the Dow Jones
hello my dear, my name is Fizzy
I'm a rapper, but who is he?
I'm the "who done it", these is "who did its"
Ask who I am, I say dude

(Chorus)
Tell them how I do this, tell them why they me
Tell them I guarantee, and them why they pay me
Tell who I am, and tell them who I ain't G
me why you love me, tell me why you hate me
Cuz

(Kristina Rose)
You F-cking Crazy, You F-cking (I heard that)
You F-cking Crazy, You Crazy (I heard that)
You F-cking Crazy, You F-cking Crazy (I that)
You F-cking

(Verse 2 XV)
You I'm on one
no games, but on one
Say my name to no one, Lisa my lonesome
Cuz I'm as hot as suns, Popular as four nuns
Kick that shit Fee-fi, you spit that shit like Fo-fum
Who you know that come up out that state?
Getting props like estate
raise an ill kid, you can call me give-or-great
Don't chill, I'm chilling, to make a building shake
Don't let me eat, I'm Henderson, I'll steal a plate
Take whoever you favor and do a favor, man
Don't put my by their's, put it by a greater than
What's release date? Why you even making plans?
You niggas like Steve Carrel's anchorman
I make a pixie go go get me
Cuz you ain't never feel goal, we kick it
So I'm part ridiculous, Eli retarded
Tell them I did it, why get me started?

(Chorus)
them how I do this, tell them why they play me
Tell I guarantee, and tell them why they pay me
Tell them who I am, and tell them who I ain't
Tell me why you me, tell me why you hate me
Cuz
(Kristina Rose)
You Crazy, You F-cking Crazy (I heard that)
You F-cking Crazy, You F-cking Crazy (I that)
You F-cking Crazy, You F-cking Crazy (I that)
You F-cking

(Verse 3 XV)
Uhh, is Mark Biller?, J Dilla, Atila the Hun
Go on drums, no feeling its fun
My voice these bums, Ted Williams
And should I do it, they say 'yeah kill
Ok I do it like I knew I
Prove it like they I couldn't
up and they said I'd want it
Nigga is you f-cking
The loving X, man,
They make him their man
And ex man 'cause she ain't trying to f-ck mutants
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One girl plus one girl, so there nothing to it
Give my Brett Hart, excellence of execution
FAS the biggest loser, but she that she done waited all this time
Now it's time to lose it
She trying to do shit, get that Ciroq in her
No life vents she got an entourage with them
Bring your girl Nicki and we can a mnage (Minaj) with her
She she untouchable, well I'm Kevin Costner

(Chorus)
Tell how I do this, tell them why they play me
Tell I guarantee, and tell them why they pay me
Tell them who I am, and tell who I ain't cheat
Tell me why you love me, me why you hate me
Cuz
(Kristina Rose)
You F-cking Crazy, You F-cking (I heard that)
You F-cking Crazy, You Crazy (I heard that)
You F-cking Crazy, You F-cking (I heard that)
You F-cking
XV you f-cking crazy, haha, and I like it way