Crazy Para One Cover by XsMph Lyrics
[Verse 1]
The devil wrote me a song
So I decided to roll my weed in it
Got high and many men is what I visioned
Tryna shoot me down
But couldn't reach something they can't see
Hysterical how the same nigas are tryna be like me
I'm not about games no GTA
But I could make your whole hood feel like San Andrea
You don't know what goes on inside my mental cave
Satans favorite cousin but shows himself as a saint
Most of my lyrics make my mom wanna faint
But when she wakes up, here we go, straight to the bank
I don't want a piece bitch I want the whole damn cake
This paperchase ain't a choice its part of my traits
Regenerate Feelings from a deep dark place
Fuck with me now, I'll garentee you'll walk around with no face
Bite your tongue til you walk around with no taste
Or you'll end up having to walk around with no head
Semi-cocky got these beats on lock B
This is the real, while all these others are flopping
No stopping something that can't yield
Not even in my field
The Underdog with a heart made of steel
So When I plan to drop a couple bills creating art that's so easy to appeal
I Physically have this game on sealed
So just chill
Let it ride
[Verse 2]
You wanna hear some inspiration
I could quickly make the sound of your head hitting the pavement
I could take a day off from my lifetime vacation
To act ruthless shooting the 5-0 at the station
Got the new flavor your craving
The doctor is in, I'm here to heal my patients
Hip hop antidote addicted like something you smoke
But I'm just here to bring up your hopes with no the ability to cope
Be wise to how you approach
Everyday's white Christmas
Got my fucking axe ready to start my vengeance and
Penetrate Intestines don't question them adolescents
Cause pleasant it wouldn't be better gather up some protection
The devil wrote me a song
So I decided to roll my weed in it
Got high and many men is what I visioned
Tryna shoot me down
But couldn't reach something they can't see
Hysterical how the same nigas are tryna be like me
I'm not about games no GTA
But I could make your whole hood feel like San Andrea
You don't know what goes on inside my mental cave
Satans favorite cousin but shows himself as a saint
Most of my lyrics make my mom wanna faint
But when she wakes up, here we go, straight to the bank
I don't want a piece bitch I want the whole damn cake
This paperchase ain't a choice its part of my traits
Regenerate Feelings from a deep dark place
Fuck with me now, I'll garentee you'll walk around with no face
Bite your tongue til you walk around with no taste
Or you'll end up having to walk around with no head
Semi-cocky got these beats on lock B
This is the real, while all these others are flopping
No stopping something that can't yield
Not even in my field
The Underdog with a heart made of steel
So When I plan to drop a couple bills creating art that's so easy to appeal
I Physically have this game on sealed
So just chill
Let it ride
[Verse 2]
You wanna hear some inspiration
I could quickly make the sound of your head hitting the pavement
I could take a day off from my lifetime vacation
To act ruthless shooting the 5-0 at the station
Got the new flavor your craving
The doctor is in, I'm here to heal my patients
Hip hop antidote addicted like something you smoke
But I'm just here to bring up your hopes with no the ability to cope
Be wise to how you approach
Everyday's white Christmas
Got my fucking axe ready to start my vengeance and
Penetrate Intestines don't question them adolescents
Cause pleasant it wouldn't be better gather up some protection