2Pac, Bad Azz - Krazy lyrics

Throw me a cigarette, dawg!
They got me feelin' crazier
Than a motherfucker
I got Bad Azz in this motherfucker
Makaveli the Don, representin' the Outlawz
Bad Azz representin' the LBC Crew
So whatcha wanna do? Y'know how we do it

Puffin' on loud hopin' that it gets me high
Got a nigga goin' crazy
Oh yeah, I feel crazy
Time goes by, puffin' on lye
Hopin' that it gets me high
Got a nigga goin' crazy
Oh yeah, I feel crazy (Tell 'em about it)

Last year was a hard one, but life goes on
Bumpin' my head against the wall
Learnin' right from wrong
They say my ghetto instrumental
Detrimental to kids as if they can't see the


Misery in which they live
Blame me for the outcome
Ban my records – check it
Don't have to bump this
But please respect it
I took a minus and now the
Hard times are behind us turned into a plus
Now they stuck livin' blinded
Hennessy got me feelin' bad
Time to stop drinkin'
Rollin' in my drop-top Jag
What's that cops thinkin'?
Sittin' in my car, watch the stars and smoke
I came a long way
But still I got so far to go
Dear Mama, don't worry, I'ma watch for snakes
Tell Setchu that I love her
But it's hard today
I got the letter that she sent me
And I cried for weeks
This what came out when I tried to
Speak – all I heard was

Time goes by, puffin' on lye
Hopin' that it gets me high
Got a nigga goin' crazy i feel crazy
Time goes by, puffin' on lye
Hopin' that it gets me high
Got a nigga goin' crazy i feel crazy
(One, two, three, four)

I see Bloods and Crips runnin' up the hill
Lookin' for a better wayyy
My brothers and sisters, it's time to bail
‘Cause even thug niggas prayyy
Hopin' God hear me, I entered the game
Look how much I changed
I'm no longer innocent – casualties of fame
Made a lot of money, seen a lot of places
And I swear I seen a peaceful
Smile on my mama's face
When I gave her the keys to her own house
This yo land your only son done became a man
Watchin' time fly, I love my people
Do or die but I wonder why we scared
To let each other fly
June 1-6, '7-1, the day
Mama pushed me out her womb, told me, "Nigga
Get paid!"
No one can understand me – the black sheep
Outcasted from my family, now packin' heat
I run the streets, a young runaway
Live for today
When he died, I could hear him say
(Thug Life, baby)

Time goes by, puffin' on lye
Hopin' that it gets me high
Got a nigga goin' crazy i feel crazy
Time goes by, puffin' on lye
Hopin' that it gets me high
Got a nigga goin' crazy crazy, crazy, crazy
I feel crazy (crazy)

God, help me out here, ‘cause I'm possessed
I need the root of all evil for my stress
‘Cause money's like a strong prescription
Drug, it's got me addicted
To the pleasure and the pain it inflicted
Somethin' about the paper
With the pictures of the president's head
Damn, it's like a motherfuckin'
Plague that spread it's epidemic forgotten
Forgotten it got worse
I keep my head on straight
Makin' money ‘cause it's cursed
Makin' money makes a difference day by day
So I gotta stay paid, no doubt
Day in and day out
This life is like a vicious
Cycle called fightin' to live
No matter how hard you try, it's in death
You gotta die a lot of my peers didn't make
It to the years to come
Did life do 'em right or
Did life leave 'em dumb?
Who has the answers? I wonder
I turn to my elders
They aged and experienced
But they can't even tell ya or tell me
That there'll be light at the end of the road
(Why?) ‘Cause they don't even know
A million things run through my mind
You ain't gotta be in jail to be doin' time
(You ain't gotta be in jail to be doin' time)

Time goes by, puffin' on lye
Hopin' that it gets me high
Got a nigga goin' crazy i feel crazy
Time goes by, puffin' on lye
Hopin' that it gets me high
Got a nigga goin' crazy

I feel fucked up in this bitch
I smoked half a ounce to the head
Chocolate Thai, indo, Hawaiian, lambsbread
Buddha all that shit!
I'm fucked up in this motherfucker
And Hennessy don't help
And Hennessy don't help
Thug Passion in this muh'fucker
Makaveli the Don puttin' it
Down to the fullest maximum overload
3 Day Theory, Killuminati to your body
With the impact of a 12 gauge shotty
Double-I slugs, no love, straight thugs

One time for my niggas in the jail cell
(One time for my niggas locked up)
One time for my niggas doin' life in Hell
(One time for my niggas and shit, one time)
One time for my niggas in the jail cell
(One time)
One time for my niggas doin' life in Hell
(One time for my niggas locked down)
One time for my niggas on the Death Row
(One time for my niggas on the Row)
For my niggas on Death Row
One time for my niggas livin' broke
(Westside, California style, LA)
One time for my niggas livin' broke
(You know what time it is, no doubt)
One time for my niggas in the jail cell
(Get high, puffin' on lye)
Wonder if it get me high, yeah