The Beatnuts - U crazy

"I can't forget or reject the sights of the ghetto,
the smells of the ghetto, and especially the sounds of the ghetto, you know?"



[Cormega]

Yo....my nigga JuJu what's up baby?

(Psycho Les, Psycho Les)

Let's get this money, let's get hung ya na'mean? (big thugs, big thugs)

niggas crazy man!



[Cormega]

I'd rather die like a man and live a coward life

At a night moving the fangs the crooked up and powered white

You know me, I was OT

Getting it lo' key, remembering what old timers told me

The first law you wanna hold heat burst yours

Props to seek have you sleeping in hurst doors

The conversation indicated props are sharp

He said he never hold many cause it might be marked

It's like this give me mine or I'm a take what's yours

Make love war, spray up doors, say no more

Instead of picking weight up more, I'm picking mic's up

Lounging on my mothers sofa, kicking my Nike's up

Like Koobi Agi who could stop me

Your coke is doodle papi

My people said they need they cash back, cash that son

I caught a flash back the crimes and the whip times change

Niggas shine me, I sparkle like a diamond ring



[Hook]

YOU CRAZY, thinking you gonna stop the rule (Psycho Les, Psycho Les)

TOO LATE, we get your heart rate out control (JuJu, JuJu)

THINK BIG, now live bigger baby that's the goal

and maybe a little later, WE'LL BE HOT TO HOLD

YOU CRAZY, thinking you gonna stop the rule

TOO LATE, we get your heart rate out control

Here's my outlook, bitches put out with no output

cause see a little later, WE'LL BE HOT TO HOLD



[Psycho Les]

Let me get a EQ (inaudible) up, beats is clear

You say you flipping pies, you must work at a pizzeria

No need to fear, The Nuts is here

And it's about to be off the da hook this year

Let the buzz in your ear, like the fuzz in your rear

Every time you see me, I'm guzzling beer

Blazing them trees, counting up gee's

Old school on the pro to bouncing a beat

What's my name? (He said) You know da game? (You fine)

Every time I swing my fists I hit right (Right)

The professional boxer, knock you out of ox-y-gen

Now you out the game, ob-so-lete

Hit you wit the shit you ain't used TA

And (inaudible) snakes all in my head like Medusa

But I won't let them get the best of me

You can smell what I'm cooking but you can't have the recipe



[Hook]



[JuJu]

Look homes, I'm trying uplift this shit

Make history, something for the kids and shit

Put my heart in my music for as long as I live

Nigga the sound of the ghetto coming out of the crib

Hard-core to art form bigger than rap

All I know is that a lot of new niggas in crack

Sounding like dummies man niggas should act

It's wrong and where I come from biting is wack

Maybe that's why niggas never walk through the hood

They ask, there intentions never been any good

Little bitch ass niggas if I catch them I would

Put my foot up they ass man as far as I could



*Man talking*



"Can the small talk fat man and let's get it on!

Maestro if you will..."