Jarren Benton - Crazee Day lyrics
[Jarren Benton - Crazee Day lyrics]
Yeah
Yo Spittz you know what fucking kills me?
When I be hearing motherfuckers saying
Yo I had a fucked up day
My day this, my day that
But nigga I'm like shut the fuck up nigga
Nobody had a more fucked up day than me
You know what I'm saying?
And I ain't bullshitting about this
This some crazy shit
So y'all sit back, bring out
The popcorn, and listen, alright?
Put the children to bed, pop two pills
Take a couple shots to the head
Sit back and listen check this shit out
Uh raised in Decatur
Hung around skaters stomp a nigga out with
My Charlie Brown gators
Your mom said I raped her
Cause, I duck taped her
And she woke up next to me
Passed out holding a razor
I'm on some bad pack shit
Sick of this rap shit
Sick of being stuck in this Atlanta traffic
Hop out of my car i walk to the bar
Order Hangar 1 in a real big jar
I spit a couple bars i met a bitch with SARS
We huffed a tube of glue
Until we started seeing stars
She took me up to Mars
I met a guy named Charles
With two wooden legs and some nasty war scars
I went back home and popped two Pop Tarts
That's when I heard a
Voice saying Allāhu Akbar
Open the front door and
There's my homie Clyde
I said what's up and gave him a high five
Maybe we'll get high maybe we'll sky dive
I looked at the clock and
It's a quarter past five
My nigga's acting weird
He started scratching his beard
I started getting scared cause ooze
Dripped from his ear
His mouth started foaming
His eyes turned red
I grabbed the kitchen knife and
Stuck it in his head he passed out dead
I grabbed him by the legs
Drug him outside and stuck him in a tool shed
Went back to the house and sat on a couch
Watched Golden Girls marathon until
I passed out woke up the next morning with
Drool on my chin
It's a new day and I do this shit again
I know what you're thinking
He's a fucking liar i hope he freaking dies
Goes to hell and burns in fire
The moral of the story, there is none dammit
I'm a dope rapper and my name is Jarren
I vouch for myself, this guy's sick
The fucking Beatgods, they make hit's
If you got a label please, sign me quick
But first you got to find me and suck my dick
Yo Spittz you know what fucking kills me?
When I be hearing motherfuckers saying
Yo I had a fucked up day
My day this, my day that
But nigga I'm like shut the fuck up nigga
Nobody had a more fucked up day than me
You know what I'm saying?
And I ain't bullshitting about this
This some crazy shit
So y'all sit back, bring out
The popcorn, and listen, alright?
Put the children to bed, pop two pills
Take a couple shots to the head
Sit back and listen check this shit out
Uh raised in Decatur
Hung around skaters stomp a nigga out with
My Charlie Brown gators
Your mom said I raped her
Cause, I duck taped her
And she woke up next to me
Passed out holding a razor
I'm on some bad pack shit
Sick of this rap shit
Sick of being stuck in this Atlanta traffic
Hop out of my car i walk to the bar
Order Hangar 1 in a real big jar
I spit a couple bars i met a bitch with SARS
We huffed a tube of glue
Until we started seeing stars
She took me up to Mars
I met a guy named Charles
With two wooden legs and some nasty war scars
I went back home and popped two Pop Tarts
That's when I heard a
Voice saying Allāhu Akbar
Open the front door and
There's my homie Clyde
I said what's up and gave him a high five
Maybe we'll get high maybe we'll sky dive
I looked at the clock and
It's a quarter past five
My nigga's acting weird
He started scratching his beard
I started getting scared cause ooze
Dripped from his ear
His mouth started foaming
His eyes turned red
I grabbed the kitchen knife and
Stuck it in his head he passed out dead
I grabbed him by the legs
Drug him outside and stuck him in a tool shed
Went back to the house and sat on a couch
Watched Golden Girls marathon until
I passed out woke up the next morning with
Drool on my chin
It's a new day and I do this shit again
I know what you're thinking
He's a fucking liar i hope he freaking dies
Goes to hell and burns in fire
The moral of the story, there is none dammit
I'm a dope rapper and my name is Jarren
I vouch for myself, this guy's sick
The fucking Beatgods, they make hit's
If you got a label please, sign me quick
But first you got to find me and suck my dick