Krazy Lyrics

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[Intro]<br />Hand me a cigarette DAWG! <em>[inhales]<br />They got me feelin crazier than a motherfucker<br />I got Bad Ass in this motherfucker<br />Makaveli the Don, representin the Outlawz<br />Bad Ass representin the L.B.C.<br />So what'cha wanna do? Y'know how we do it<br /><br /><em>[overlapping the Intro]<br />.. puffin on lye<br />Hopin that it get me high<br />Got a nigga goin cra-zy<br />Oh yeah, I feel cra-zy<br /><br /><em>[Chorus]<br />Time goes by, puffin on lye<br />Hopin that it gets me high<br />Got a nigga goin cra-zy<br />Oh yeah, I feel cra-zy<br /><br />(Tell 'em bout it)<br /><br /><em>[2Pac]<br />Last year was a hard one, but life goes on<br />Hold my head against the wall learnin right from wrong<br />They say my ghetto intrumental, detrimental to kids<br />As if they can't see the misery in which they live<br />Blame me, for the outcome, ban my records - check it<br />Don't have to bump this but please respect it<br />I took a minus and now the hard times are behind us<br />Turned into a plus, now they stuck livin blinded<br />Hennesey got me feelin bad, time to stop drinkin<br />Rollin, in my drop-top Jag, what's that cops thinkin?<br />Sittin in my car, watch the stars and smoke<br />I came a long way but still I got so far to go<br />Dear mama, don't worry; I'ma watch for snakes<br />Tell Setchu, that I love her, but it's hard to take<br />I got the letter that she sent me, and I cried for weeks<br />This what came out when I tried to speak - all I heard was<br /><br /><em>[Chorus - repeat 2X]<br /><br />(One, two, three, four)<br /><br /><em>[2Pac]<br />I see bloods and crips runnin up the hill<br />Lookin for a better wayyyyyy..<br />My brothers and sisters it's time to bail<br />cause even thug niggaz prayyyyyy..<br />Hopin God hear me, I entered the game; look how much I changed<br />I'm no longer innocent - casualties of fame<br />Made a lot of money, seen a lot of places<br />And I swear I seen a peaceful smile on my mama's face<br />when I gave her the keys to her own house, this your land<br />Your only son done became a man<br />Watchin time fly; I love my people do or die<br />But I wonder why, we scared to let each other fly<br />June 1-6, '7-1, the day<br />mama pushed me out her womb, told me, &quot;Nigga get paid.&quot;<br />No one can understand me - the black sheep<br />Outcasted from my family, now packin heat<br />I run the streets, a young runaway, live for today<br />When he died, I could hear him say, c'mon..<br /><br /><em>[Chorus - repeat 2X]<br /><br /><em>[Bad Ass]<br />God help me out here, cause I'm posessed<br />I need the root of all evil for my stress<br />Cause money's like a stong prescription drug, it's got me addicted<br />to the pleasure and the pain it inflicted<br />Somethin bout the paper wit the pictures of the president's, head<br />Damn, it's like a motherfuckin plague that spread<br />It's epidemic; forgotten, forgotten it got worse<br />I keep my head on straight, makin money cause it's cursed<br />Makin money makes a difference day by day so I gotta stay<br />paid, no doubt, day in and day out<br />This life is like a vicious cycle called fightin to live<br />No matter how hard you try, it's in death, you gotta die<br />A lot of my, peers didn't make it to the years to come<br />Did life doin right, or did life livin dumb<br />Who has the answers? I wonder; I turn to my elders<br />They aged and experienced, but they can't even tell ya<br />or tell me, that there'll be light at the end of the road<br />(Why?) Cause they don't even know<br />A million thangs run through my mind..<br />You ain't gotta be in jail to be doin time..<br /><br /><em>[Chorus - repeat 2X]<br /><br /><em>[Chorus repeats while Tupac speaks below]<br /><br /><em>[2Pac]<br />I feel fucked up in this bitch.<br />I smoked half a ounce to the head<br />Chocolate tye, indo, Hawaiian, lambsbread, buddha, all that shit<br />I'm fucked up in this motherfucker, and Hennesey don't help<br />and Hennesey don't help - Thug Passion in this muh'fucker<br />Makaveli the Don puttin it down to the fullest, maximum overload<br />3 Day Theory - Killuminati to your body<br />with the impact of a 12 gauge shotty<br />Double-I slugs, no love, straight thugs<br /><br />One time for my niggaz in the jail cell<br />(One time for my niggaz locked up)<br />One time for my niggaz doin life in hell<br />(One time for my niggaz and shit, one time)<br />One time for my niggaz in the jail cell<br />(One time)<br />One time for my niggaz doin life in hell<br />(One time for my niggaz locked down)<br />One time for my niggaz in the jail cell<br />(For my niggaz locked up, one time)<br />One time for my niggaz on Death Row<br />(One time for my niggaz on the Row)<br />For my niggaz on Death Row<br />One time for my niggaz livin, broke<br />(Westside, California style, L.A.!)<br />One time for my niggaz livin, broke<br />(You know what time it is, no doubt)<br />One time for my niggaz in the.. jail cell<br />(Get high, puffin on lye, wonder if it get me high)<br />(Yeah, yeah, crazy..)<br />