gotta forgive me if you feel I'm going wrong But it feels like I'm just going down And I'm feeling this way too long Sometimes I think I'm going crazy
Traduction: Cas. Crazy.
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You gotta forgive me if you feel I'm going wrong But it feels like I'm just going down And I'm feeling this way too long Sometimes I think I'm going crazy
You better think twice Before you let people in your life Because when you put down No one is around you You got a case of the fake people A case of the
, you was like the Bradys You still fly kites daily! [Eminem:] Catch me in my Mercedes Bumpin' "Ice, Ice Baby, " screamin' Shady 'til I die Like a half a pair of dice, life's crazy
Cause I'm in Beast mode, beast mode Give me those beats I eat those All day I don't sleep no I don't even know what I got sheets for Them pillow cases
Ain't never been there They tell me it's nice I live in hotels Tear out the walls I have accountants Pay for it all They say I'm crazy but I have
This is family nigga don't ever cross my brother Like Big Worm, niggas rather cross their mother Mention names in my family tree This nigga talking crazy
way to get you robbed Run in ya crib and duck tape you and ya broad And don't leave prints so jakes never get the case resolved So I play against the
we can barely fall asleep And time and time again I'm feeling incompetent 'Cause my women back home, we're constantly arguing And I must be crazy '
are in the case? Boys there? How many? Boys there? How many? How many dutty wine swing it away How many shots without the case? Boys there? How many
lose everything 'fore I get it back I get free game, I stacks my cars my clothes But my mama will never scratch my back, before I go to sleep no more I'm feeling crazy
be told Westside was the war cry, look how they scatter ni**az dyin by my 30-yard, brains'll splatter Wonder why these ni**az cross me I'm certified crazy
get smart, and get defensive and shit And put together a million march, for some gangsta shit So now they got us laced Two multimillionare motherfuckers catchin cases
Verse 1: 2Pac} Now I've got task on a nigga's ass Tell me will they blast me I think of an alias in case these crooked bitches ask me, now It's gettin crazy
2Pac] Now I've got to ask, on a nigga's ass, tell me will they blast me? I think of an alias in case these crooked bitches ask me Now, it's gettin crazy
