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This is Crazy Town We're not evil We just cause trouble And have fun We're not evil W're not good We're somewhere in between We live within the friction of life |
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Catch a fire, fire it up
Corrupt, stirring it up It's burning hot, drifting Hitting every slot With a drop kick, it's toxic Trouble like your girl in a mosh pit I've lost it And that's the only way that we rock s h i t Banging heads and ripping threads If I wasn't rocking shows, I'd be better off dead With a one, two One word can destroy your whole crew And that's toxic * TOXIC, LOUD AND OBNOXIOUS CRAZY TOWN'S TOXIC WITH THAT, ROCK YOUR BLOCK S H I T TOXIC, POPPING MORE LIP WE LOVE TO TALK S H I T ROCKING YOUR BLOCK WITH THAT STRAIGHT OUT THE BLOCK S H I T TOXIC A Budha, ballistic Blacklisted, twist of fate My vocal's fatal As naughty block concoctions Rock your cradle I thought I'd wait 'til The timing was right To ignite Cuz people like me We only come out at night I rock the main line And party with fine b i t c h e s Which is a dirty job But somebodys gotta do it So, Whos the crew with?! More hos than vivid Lyrics expclicit So, f u c k the critics We Leave 'em hangin Like INXS * Repeat Toxic thresholds of colombian gold You cant roll how we roll We posssess your soul And push the panic Is it godly or satanic? Toxic or organic? MAnic minds or refined or frantic Just the way we planned it See, we be stomping around The planet And we stand alone We infiltrate your chromosomes No clone Our DNA has got a strain of its own And its toxic * Repeat |
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You know that bitch baby. He?s talking shit about our clique. But he don?t know crazy. You see the writing on my dick. You know that trick, Tracey. Yeah, she?s making me sick. Living that life, We used to do the same shit. Shit gets drastic. Some kids need help. Some need their ass kicked. And some will never learn To earn their own way Living off their daddy. Had he not been rich, They?d be broker than a joke And forced to switch You?ve got to change your tune Or change your pitch. Because life ain?t easy man, Life?s a bitch. Shit is harder than hard About as hard can get. Keep on going where you?re headed You?s alive to regret it Yes it hurts To face the truth. And realize that the world?s Got your neck in a noose. If things ain?t like they ought to be You?ve got to think fast. The aftermath Of your actions whiplash. I know you all tired of these Wanna-be thugs claiming they real Be running, grabbing their steel Thinking they?re going to peel. My niggas cap. Roaming the streets with black hats, Chrome straps. Sipping on brew Ready to react Off any nigga they see. That nigga could be me. Capitol I.C.E. Got a mother fucking .357 To put eleven holes in their chest. Thinking they could test A real rider from the west. I roll flossin? Me and my girlfiend Nina Ross and The ghetto?s been good to me But you?ve got to take precautions. Brothers get got when they least Expect it or neglect it. You?ll never catch the dirty In the streets without protection. Nowadays You got to pull shit. Haters on some bullshit. Jumpin?out of cadillacs And low lows with a full clip. If your tool spits Shake the spot or get your duck on. ?Cause if you press your luck on, Stupid is what you?re stuck on. That girl Sheila got a daughter. She be clubbing every night. Sheila had her daughter young. Still that just ain?t right. Plus she rides the white horse, She used to ride my pony. If I hit it now, I?d break it ?Cause Sheila?s just too bony. Smoking speed released the lions. I?m not lying. I?m not sober. I?m still trying. Hiding the truth With substitutes a hundred proof. A fuck up. Face it. One of L.A.?s wasted youth. Label me As an enemy of the law. The lost star. My family?s not too happy With the trouble that I?ve caused. See, we be breaking the law, Smoking on non-menthols, Thinking fast so I?m ready For any all out brawls. And yo, brothers get your hustle on. Ballers and get your shit tight. House parties get shot up. And turned up before midnight. Drive-bys and fistfights. Zig zags and crack pipes. There?s a fifty fifty chance That tonight will be your last night |
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Dreamlands of danger Darkside pleasures Bad behavior Dreamlands of danger Darkside pleasures At their best (X2) Punk rock, shell toes, Horns and halos. Wicked white wings and And pointed tails. Devil?s eyes and nine inch nails Nocturnal renegades. The eternal drug raid. I go by the name of Mr. Shifty switchblade. Getting paid in the shade, As lyrics ricochet, Off the walls From the ceiling to the floor, Off the door And down the hall. I?m evil like Knievel Kicking white trash. Psycho cerebral, palsy, ballsy Bad ass. Dressed in black, From the wrong side of the tracks. Crazy Town. Yo, we strike like deep impact. CHORUS: Why can?t you see? I cannot feel ?til you bring Me down. Dream lands of danger. Darkside pleasures Bad behavior. Dream lands of danger. Darkside pleasures At their best. My subconscience launches me Into evil territory. I?m surrounded by Voyeurs And crack smoking lawyers. No shame. Burnt lips, Tripping on acid rain. Legally insane, deranged, Some people never change. CHORUS Nasty na na, ha, ha Darkside marijuana. Fueled of the drama. Drifting on the darkside. I?m the black eye bomber. Do what I do on a darkside Rendezvous. Raising hell, out the shell. Of fantasies I never tell. Dispersin?untamed perversion. My bad brain?s working, Circle jerking, rocking riddles, Sex pistol, sexperts Acting uncivil. CHORUS |
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Now people say I'm jinxed I got some kind of voodoo hex Life is so complex There's no telling what could happen next Life on the edge, fuels the sickness in my head it imbeds the type of thoughts that got a lot of brothers dead The smarter brother knows to keep his foes close and I'm the type of brothers that smarter than most A cold hearted overdose of lyrical antidotes The cure to make sure my karma can't take me down Up to the same old tricks I wonder if I'll stick around is a penny really lucky If you find it on the ground? Whats the problem with this town? I can't figure it out my karma's crashing down in the form of a black cloud. I've got a little black cloud, that follows me everywhere I go it takes over me I've got a little black cloud, that follows me everywhere I go it takes over me I'm sick I 've got an ill disposition my intentions are pure but there's a cure for my condition My decisions put me in the wrong positions Chasing pipe dreams of fame and recognition The Epic Not only a name a definition My game remains no matter the pain I stay the charmer The Don of Karma I navigate like the Dalli Lama I ain't a saint but I've got Joi de vie and I'm the one to blame If the cloud rains on me I can't complain about it or even let regret Provoke the energy it takes For me to get upset A bad boy since birth so I can't forget what goes around comes around and it ain't got me yet I've gotten wise in my age and tame the threat of my rage I've got a lot to learn and I've got money to spend to pretend is reaping more than sewing ever could mend. Trade my torches for a dime. The pressure's fading away now. Black cloud's lifted for the light The pressure's fading away now. A thousands cigarettes won't change the way we feel, The pressure's fading now, can you bare the though of knowing truth? Knowing truth?. I was rapping in the rain hoping that my luck would change and if there's any truth to all those all sayings Cuz if I kill a spider would my house catch on fire? If I walk under a ladder would it matter? I tend to laugh when black cats cross my path Break mirrors in half Just to test the aftermath Now here comes the rain I protect my pain Trying to make sense of these crazy things I'm a diamond in the rough could I suffer enough? I'm getting high for a living not giving a fuck These hard times got me stuck, stuck in a jam I'm the monkey on your back and the crack in the dam Disastrous Took time to master this and the past is just a map to capture this In the darkness I'm force to adapt to this I would change the past if I could have one wish. Trade my torches for a dime. The pressure's fading away now. Black cloud's lifted for the light The pressure's fading away now. A thousands cigarettes won't change the way we feel, The pressure's fading now, can you bare the though of knowing truth? Knowing truth? |
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* Come my lady, come come my lady.
You're my butterfly, sugar baby. Come my lady, you're my pretty baby. I'll make your legs shake, you make me go crazy. (X2) Such a sexy,sexy pretty little thing Fierce nipple pierce you got me sprung with your tongue ring and I ain't gonna lie cause your loving gets me high So to keep you by my side there's nothing that I won't try Butterflies in her eyes and looks to kill Time is passing I'm asking could this be real Cause I can't sleep I can't hold still The only thing I really know is she got sex appeal I can feel too much is never enough You're always there to lift me up When these times get rough I was lost Now I'm found Ever since you've been around You're the women that I want So yo, I'm putting it down. * Repeat I don't deserve you unless it's some kind of hidden message to show me life is precious Then I guess it's true To tell truth, I really never knew Till I met you I was lost and confused Twisted and used up Knew a better life existed but thought that I missed it My lifestyle's wild I was living like a wild child Trapped on a short leash paroled the police files And yo. What' s happening now? I see the sun breaking shining through dark clouds and a vision of you standing out in a crowd. * Repeat Hey sugar momma, come and dance with me The smartest thing you ever did was take a chance with me So, what ever tickles your fancy Girl it's you like Sid and Nancy So sexy....almost evil Talkin' about butterflies in my head I used to think happy endings were only in the books I read but you made me feel alive when I was almost dead You filled that empty space with the love I used to chase and as far as I can see it don't get better than this So butterfly, here is a song and it's sealed with a kiss and a thank you miss. * Repeat |
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i get drunk and i stumble to the phone. and conjure up a bitch to bone when i'm alone. fucked up, tore back. i need to take a piss. only when i'm drunk, i sing a song like this. my grandma and your grandma... ...sittin by the fire. hold on, turn that beat off. na, keep it going. crazy town, yo y'all just not knowin'. i get drunk and start talking more shit. and when i got a gun in my hand, you better get... ...out 'cause my brain just ain't what it used to be. forget trying to rationalize, cover your eyes. i get...(uh!)...damn i'm drunk i need a chunk. no better yet. a hunk of that funk. i get...(uh!)...damn i'm drunk i need a chunk. no better yet. a hunk of that funk. yeah, i'm good, bad, dope. i'm freaky fresh. i make hip-hop fans say "yes, yes". crazy's comin' thru. you know we're gonna blow up. hold up. wait. i think i'm gonna throw up. na, false alarm. i'm getting all the ladies with my cool charm. when i get drunk, i might even call my daddy a punk. yeah, but only when i'm drunk. CHORUS: yeah, only when i'm drunk. only when i'm drunk. yeah, only when i'm drunk. it happens only when i'm drunk. it goes, one for the chronic. two for the amnesia. i'm that crazy white boy with the drinks in the freezer. bust a one out, two out. blitz type of rapper that will get out of your seat quicker than a car jocker. sippin' colt forty fever when i'm coolin' with my people. got hos in east columbus. like i'm Billy D. Rico. 'cause i move like i'm smooth. like i'm harry belafonte. lookin' for them suckers that jumped my homey. Le Le. all up in this bitch with the gin and tonqueray. drink like Mr. Wendal. smoke bud like Dr. Dre. but that's 'cause i'm old enough to do that type of shit. god damn. i gotta piss. i pass the mic to Mr. Shift. i get drunk and can't nobody whoop me. i'm trippin' it must be that brew that that i was sippin' kickin' in. guess i shouldn't have mixed it with the gin. 'cause when i'm laying on my back, i can feel the room spin. one too many, i rekon. feelin' i got to hurl any second. want to get up but can't move. feels like i'm stuck in a groove. what the fuck was i trying to prove. i got a knack for downin' four-o's. all the hos know them doobie bros. people call me shift i keep a fifth in my trunk. i might fuck an ugly bitch, but only when i'm drunk. CHORUS yeah, one two, one two. only when i'm drunk |
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If you got an itch to catch some havoc.
There's mayhem in the plastic. City of La La, I mean the land of holy Zsa Zsa The wood is hot and you can spot the flocks Of people like sheep, those with dredlocks To jocks with Reeboks, fleeing hard rocks A la cafe, Bambatta flashy fashion. Imagine crashing bashes with bitches That be bad and wishing for the fame And recognition. They're on a mission for self, baby We're like the twelve, my tribe is crazy deep. We got the beats that are hot. We're like clinique. Foundation resonates when I speak. And if by chance, you catch it Then listen, the wisdom Epic, open hitting, choking up. You've done it now and woken up. The giant scientist of hits That make you jump like a lunatic On pogo sticks, waving your fists. So, if you're catching a fit. I don't really know but you better scram, Hurry in a double. It goes on On and on and on Hell raising Hollywood Welcome to Babylon On and on and on and on The party don't stop 몋il the Mystery's gone. I've seen it all, I'll see it again. I shake a lot of hands But I don't got a lot of friends. It goes on. On and on and on. Hell raising Hollywood, Welcome to Babylon. Live from the city of lights. Sunny days and late nights. Dope, designer drugs, porn stars And bar fights. I drop. Makes the bells rock. I'm Mr. Shifty Shellshock Call me the man of the hour In the land of the lost. Taking the money and the power. CXT, we hold our own All eyes on us. Crazy rise rain like brimstone, Kicking up dust. I grab the mic with a firm hold In a world of shattered goals, Pot holes, broke folks and Bank roll. Pole position. Daddy rolling, rolling causing Havoc. So, ready set. I'm more than set Like Morissette, to Maverick Got a, she's got to have it, habit. Sick, I leave them stuck. I'm getting high for a living, Not giving a fuck. I'm screaming out the call of the wild. I'm speaking in tongues. I am the child of the sun. The power of one. I beat the drums Of the Crazy Town click. It's the third eye sitting on the tip. Of the pyramid flipped. Now I see a little shotty, Illuminatti front. Dead bodies in my trunk. Unraveling the source, I travel into self. You gauge my wage And then you try to debate my wealth. The consequences linger And I'm fingering the perpetrators. Hey yo, my nature was bred On the cross fader. It's the 7th house. Armageddon trudger. Ready for death, It's the brimstone slugger. |
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Now, we push rhymes, crazy rhymes Words force fed to your mind. Trace the source brother, brother. Face the music, don?t confuse it for another. Nothing comes close to this Kiss the sky. These grands change hands As our fans multiply. We push rhymes. People gather ?round when we Kick them. Go Boy, Shifty stick ?em. Ha ha ha stick ?em. Burning bridges, smoking ism, Losing my religion, Shooting the breeze, We got these MC?s ass kissing. If you can?t take the heat, Then get your ass out of the kitchen. I freak it off the wall. Crammin? slammin?points of view Into your fucking skull. Bitch, that?s why we stick ?em. CHORUS: Stick ?em Ha ha ha stick ?em Ha stick ?em, ha ha ha stick ?em. Stick ?em, ha ha ha stick ?em Stick ?em, stick-em, stick ?em. Stick ?em, ha ha ha stick ?em. Ha stick ?em, ha ha ha stick ?em. Well, I tapped you on the spinal With an anesthetic. Epic is the definition Written into grooves of vinyl. It?s called survival, When I drop the stylish into friction. Techtonic traits. Drifting like the plates, It shakes like the quakes in Cali. The mystic Majaraji. Mission of the kamikaze comeback kid. Producer super status. I?m here to claim my reign As the baddest beat peddler. So, place your bet middler. The roof is a blaze. And yo, we?re smoking out the fiddler. We?re sipping on a hundred proof liquor. Welcome to the dooms day dawning. Hot like the sun. No time to relax. We pack the doomsday gun. CHORUS Call me a drifter, richter. When I hit you with the stick ?em. I?m talking shit. The pit starter. A wanted man. The one who cuffed your daughter To my bed stand AND I talk a lot of shit because I know a lot of shit I know, I said I?d quit. But I just want another hit. It?s madness. Pimping like Gladys, The baddest. Maintain our status. That is no question. Releasing tension, As we step into the seventh dimension. This jabber jaw?s, jaws are slapping. We?s what?s happening. Bones are breaking And fingers snapping. The pressure?s on With non-stop action. Whether banging your head Or steady maxing. CHORUS |
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Dancing with the devil on the 13th floor Non stop knocking on heaven?s door Thinking faster flirting with disaster plastered I?m your puppet master pushin?proper data Watch the city steal your soul as the drugs take control And the problems of the world put your life on hold You should have known by now that it just don?t stop You like that rock hip-hop you make me grab my crotch CHORUS: I got a lollipop porn bitch Dead on arrival A hardcore sex bitch turned Suicidal All caught up now taking my chances playing my song While the devil dances ?round me beggin?me to play along Now over the years I?ve learned to love the pain I?m what you call a ladykiller with the gift of game Triple X true that you do dat dat Let it ride bring it back over 24 tracks We?re gonna rock the fuckin?block tonight We?re gonna rock that shit gonna make it right Diggi, diggi damn right, we?s dynomite So we can do this or you can do what you like I grab the mic and make it mine I grab the mic and make it hype So we can do this, or you can do what you like CHORUS Riding on the 3rd rail, taking risks, life is risky The ?E?stands for Epic and the ?S?stands for Shifty So let the good times roll, there?s no controlling us Walking on water and kicking up dust The boisterous, causing panic in the land of lust The shellshock lollipop crazy down to make your body rock Sugar I love the way your body talks Now, whoever said that sex was overrated Love leaves me devastated, life?s so fuckin?complicated Shifty say what, Epic?s a beat slut And I got so many rhymes I can?t keep my mouth shut CHORUS |
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Now ladies come ladies go out my revolving door
some Ladies never come back, Most come back for more I've got a house in the hills With a door that spins Goes in and out, out and in 'Round 'round again live a life these player haters would love to be living since a kid, I've been surround by beautiful women and slippen' in them to win them the unforgiven Still some thing’s missing, cuz deep inside I'm suffering of a lonely I could find a girl that would take me away from the chaos of the city and the everyday part that I play tell me why lay low, why say no when I got girls serenading at my window Ladies good to go We's Major league the new breed no so-so Highly advanced and got the game to get in and girls Pants and romance her stone Cuz I more than hold my own they call me Shifty Capone I make them moan Yes, I'm the one between the sheets, I amaze and stun aiin't no need for me to brag about the way that I'm hung Let's just say I got the skills to get the flyest girl sprung Or to take and more An older lady feel young Now ladies come ladies go out my revolving door some Ladies never come back, Most come back for more I've got a house in the hills With a door that spins Goes in and out, out and in 'Round 'round again I keep my girls in rotation door Rotating You looking for a good time I'm always on vacation You could stop by baby, If you want to try your luck But don't waste my time, unless you're doown to fuck Unless your coming back for more, Well then you know what's up you know the routine Girl, you're not the one you're just a one night fling Some ass to hold Casanova over till the right girl pass, I'll drop this lifestyle fast Cuz what I'm looking is the one that will last and make my present past My adolescence surpassed by the will to chill I'm looking for something real In' a world of fake ho's in high heels I'll drop that hot wax on you nipples causing trouble and when you ride me Yo'll I'll be throwing that triple double My sex drives kicking I'm sexually exploring So many possibilities It seems my life can never get boring Cuz I'm not fucking around I'll run down the right way I'll rock your world nightly So, can I hit it lightly? Yo girl I like it like that Let me hit from the back I'm a natural aphrodisic better Know as a mac Now ladies come ladies go out my revolving door some Ladies never come back, Most come back for more I've got a house in the hills With a door that spins Goes in and out, out and in 'Round 'round again Now ladies come ladies go out my revolving door some Ladies never come back, Most come back for more I've got a house in the hills With a door that spins Goes in and out, out and in 'Round 'round again that right Now ladies come ladies go out my revolving door some Ladies never come back, Most come back for more I've got a house in the hills With a door that spins Goes in and out, out and in 'Round 'round again Now ladies come ladies go out my revolving door some Ladies never come back, Most come back for more I've got a house in the hills With a door that spins Goes in and out, out and in 'Round 'round again |
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No doubt I'm the one your mama warned you about
I'm know for taking ladies home and turning them out Like kissing all the girlies and making them cry I'm a wise guy with wits the opposite of shy Make your girl's pussy shiver when she looks in my eyes So uh. One's for the money two's for the honeys Three's for the pimp's players and the playboy bunnies You best believe I throw down Ain't no need to slow down You name the place and the time Find Mr. Shifty at the show down Tearing you up that's why all The fly girls Just can't get enough Said I loved you, and you believe it was true That's hilarious but you mother should Have warned you about guys like us Freak, Freak y'all Yeah, you know what I'm saying 'Cause players only love you when we're playing Now players only love you when we're playing These women they will come and they will go And all you players know just what I'm saying It's amazing just how many girls we know I know it ain't right But I don't want to change I've got so many dames, I can't remember their names But don't be confused cause girls are players too So, we're going to tell you about a girl we knew She was a pretty rebel a punk rock girl wiith a Wicked sex drive and the mind of a devil Like agent 99, under cover all the time You want another kiss you better rack another line Unique in design this freak was kind Of fine but she's not the only one There's plenty of her kind Ain't nothing funny baby her games so tight she can make the sun shine in the middle of the night She knows what she wants and She gets it when she want's it She knows that you want it She's got it, so she flaunts it So, get up on it You know the old saying Players only love you when there Playing Now players only love you when we're playing These women they will come and they will go And all you players know just what I'm saying It's amazing just how many girls we know Only the strong survive I come alive and hit My mark The after dark player caper can't lie, I'm on the take A heart breaker tonight the ladies call me Mr. Right and others call me a freak Girl, it's ok if you bite Some like It violent Mr. Mysterious type Strong and silent King player I cast a hex Inebriated talk of Sex (Epic, I'm so into you) Manipulation I'm talking triple X rated Sophisticated, I'm gameto elevate your mind An understated flirt The chemistry's hot You can't deny ao realize the size of it I can see it in your eyes I'd love to touch you baby And taste the essence of you You want to play? Now, let me hear you scream out my name Players only love you when they're playing Now players only love you when we're playing These women they will come and they will go And all you players know just what I'm saying It's amazing just how many girls we know Now players only love you when we're playing These women they will come and they will go And all you players know just what I'm saying It's amazing just how many girls we know I wanna play.. |
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This is the last trip This is the last trip CXT KRS One Boogie down Crazy Town I'm a bad as B boy two triple O A space age hip hop superhero I rock the block with glocks and brass knuckles A Pocket full of weed and a B boy belt buckle Space age rage To rattle your cage Running amok as we fuck up the stage Taking hip hop to a whole new level 8 0 8 bass over twisted metal Shifty the rebel Supernatural A mac with a pull Act a fool Excalibur Destroying M C's with my vocal algebra We got something new for you for you to take your ass and move it Hit to lose it It's that crazy crew Talking you on a hide to the other side Check it Bar codes on freaks Programmed to freak mode Black holes of lost souls Let the story be told I rock a B boys stance Cuz it's time to explode I'm a bad as B boy two triple O A space age hip hop superhero Cuz it's time to explode I'm a bad as B boy two triple O A space age hip hop superhero If you Ever want to know what time it is compared to what time it isn't When you hear KRS in the house just runs and get our ticket Because when you come into this jam the party will be kickin All the wic Wacs and DJ's in the house jealous it get so sickenin Now CXT are some cool guys Still getting paid without no ties At least no jack and I can't hack it when you gonna ask the question why I never liked working at Mickey D's All my life I got B's and C's Down with the crew called BDP Shifty and E P I C Now when you be I'm a bad as B boy two triple O A space age hip hop superhero Put you mind over matter gather round the sound Yeah gather round The sound It don't get better gather round the sound Come on Gather round the sound Put you mind over matter gather round the sound Yeah gather round The sound It don't get better gather round the sound Come on Gather round the sound I'm a bad as B boy two triple O A space age hip hop superhero I roll at light speed through Space and time with a boom box of beats and a book of rhymes Cosmo kinetic I just don't get it These fools want to rock But their rhymes are pathetic The Epic digital bliss The mega sound consists of a hard drive bits Written under ground Crazy Town rock so hard you'll go berserk with the sound that travels around the universe I'll Thoughts disperse we're the first and last High class white trash Rolling a classic hover craft In strong days the wickedest ways Because the norm but it's far from the norm When we perform check It B boys make some noise Get connected Respect it you should expect the unexpected B girl reping at the front of the show I'm a bad ass b boy two triple O I'm a bad as B boy two triple O A space age hip hop superhero I'm a bad as B boy two triple O A space age hip hop superhero Dope thoughts come when I hear a kick drum a bass beat transforms The level of the street and the lyrics Boulevard status Yo I'm the baddest beach front punks They insist I'm the raddest thing to hit ever since LCD Hallucinate while I dominate I bring Satan to table When I rock there is not a label for it Critics adore it Homicidal as it gets your wrist slit When I make suicidal imprints on your brain I induce pain so I'm insane Hell bent burnt you like acid rain Extraordinarily I lyricize specialize In body rocking rapping and macking two triple O I come to get down with my clique Crazy Town we came to get down Yes yes y'all we come to get down I'm a bad as B boy two triple O A space age hip hop superhero Put you mind over matter Gather round the sound yeah gather Round the sound It don't get better gather round the sound come on gather round the sound Put your mind over matter Gather round the sound yeah gather round the sound It don't get better gather round the sound come on gather round the sound CXT this the last trip This is the last trip |
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Dreamlands of danger
Darkside pleasures bad behavior Dreamlands of danger Darkside pleasures at their best (X2) Punk rock, shell toes horns and halos Wicked white wings and pointed tails Devil's eyes and nine inch nails Nocturnal renegades the enternal drug raid I go by the name of Mr. Shifty Switchblade Getting paid in the shade as lyrics ricochet, of the walls from the celling to the floor Off the door and down the hall I'm evil like knievel Kicking white trash Psycho cerebral, palsy ballsy bad ass Dress in black from the wrong side of the tracks Crazy Town Yo. we strike like deep impact. CHORUS: Why can't you see? I cannot feel till you bring me down Dream lands of danger Darkside pleasures Bad behavior Dreamlands of danger Darkside Pleasures at their best. My subconscience launches me into evil territory I'm surrounded by voyeures and crack smoking lawyers No shame, burnt lips Tripping on acid rain Legally insane, deranged, some people, never change. CHOROUS Nasty na na , ha, ha Darkside marijuana. Fueled of the drama Drifting on the darkside I'm the black eye bomber Do what I do on a darkside rendezvous Raising hell, out the shell of fantasies I never tell Dispersin' untamed perversion My bad Brain's working Circle jerking, rocking riddles Sex pistol, sexperts acting uncivil. CHOROUS |
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