Proof - Yzark lyrics

So crazy, so crazy, so crazy
You are so crazy
So crazy, so crazy, so crazy
You are so crazy
So crazy, so crazy, so crazy
You are so crazy
So crazy, so crazy, so crazy
You are so crazy

A'ight dawg, you in vibe with a hog
That'll spit a bar like a brick of raw
Bitch you off your poor tricks
War with natural ability
To put both hands up on the Statue of Liberty
I'm smackin' the enemy with accurate agility
Attack your facility then it's back
On my killin' spree jigga and Nelly is cool
It's the wack ones that's killin' me
While Clinton got head I was in
The sack with old Hillary
The fact I'm an ill
MC strapped with artillery
Got your family at your
Funeral clappin' with misery
It could happen to him or me
Rather the other way baretta bust his face
Pillow over the widow watch her suffocate
Doody, you rather tough today
Calm down muh'fucker, you rather rough today
Fuck the dumbness, run this rap shit
Clap with the steel dump the gun quick
Punk lips come back with his grill (BLAM)
Half the times rapin' Florida Evans
Kick the door off a church
Went in and slaughtered the reverend
It's a quarter to seven
If I kill you by eight they should
Have you in the morgue by eleven
Send him to hell when I spot a MC
Then I battle him through a séance
'cause they was hotter than me
You should not bother with P (Why?)
'Cause, I'll make a scrub-ass motherfucker
Disappear like Father MC, what?

So crazy, so crazy, so crazy
You are so crazy
So crazy, so crazy, so crazy
You are so crazy
So crazy, so crazy, so crazy
You are so crazy
So crazy, so crazy, so crazy
You are so crazy
Don't care about your parents
Don't care about your wife
Don't care about your kids
Don't care about your life
Don't care about your schools
Don't care about your jails
Don't care about your sins
Don't care about Hell
Don't care about your parents
Don't care about your wife!
Don't care about your kids
Don't care about your life!
Don't care about your schools
Don't care about your jails!
Don't care about your sins
Don't care about Hell!

Your record would be dope if it
Had some violence in it
(gunshots, He got a GUN) Now let's listen
Imagine a pit on two feet with buck teeth
Spit flames at rabbit nicknames then I
Bust heat - that's me!
The limelight in this lifetime
We ain't sharin' got the eye of the tiger
Starin' in a square ring
One punch and the further you float
The hurdle the ropes
Slap Jesus five then I ride
To murder the Pope every word is for dope
Don't say you heard it befo'
Once off of that
And get your lip services broke
I preferred it was wrote, D-12 has spoke
That The Source magazine give
The unworthiest quotes
I serve you with notes, snares
Bass kicks and hi hats
Punchlines, skills, and Proof with mind raps
I'm a Venus flytrap with a
Bazooka and shit stains huntin' for flies
Doin' lines with Rick James
I ain't scared of Suge or Death Row
Ask Bush which is more dangerous
A airplane or a pretzel?
You're reachin' for toast
Put three in your coat
For bein' too close like
You speakin' to ghosts
And I'm fleein' the coast
When the gat clicks you see blackness
In the darkness your carcass
Is next to catfish this is real insanity
So fuck that pilot that crashed Aaliyah
We gon' kill your whole family

So crazy, so crazy, so crazy
You are so crazy
So crazy, so crazy, so crazy
You are so crazy
So crazy, so crazy, so crazy
You are so crazy
So crazy, so crazy, so crazy
You are so crazy
Don't care about your parents
Don't care about your wife
Don't care about your kids
Don't care about your life
Don't care about your schools
Don't care about your jails
Don't care about your sins
Don't care about Hell
Don't care about your parents
Don't care about your wife!
Don't care about your kids
Don't care about your life!
Don't care about your schools
Don't care about your jails!
Don't care about your sins
Don't care about Hell!