Lil Crazy

Hey young world, one two, one two
Check it out y'all
Uhh, Shadz of
Lingo in the house
E Double's in the house with
Def Squad on the funky fresh track with
Shadz of Lingo
Mic check one two, yo you got my nerves jumpin around and _
Humpin' Around_ like
Bobby Brown across town
I ain't with that, so don't cramp my style
Step off me,
I'm hyped like
I had a pound of coffee
Yo how could you ask what
I'm doin when
I'm pursuin, gettin funky with my crew and
My input brings vibes unknown like
E.T. Makes me phone home to my family
Cling, hello mom,
I'm doin it, freakin more fame than
Ba******an played by
Michael Keaton
I crossed over, let me name someone that's black with fame, and pockets that are fat
Heyyy, Erick
Sermon, he's one
Packs a gun, that's bigger than
Malcolm's
Out the window,
I look for a punk to get stupid so
I can shoot his ass like
Cupid E 2 bingos, down with the
Shadz of Lingo
Here to bust out the funky single
Ahh ************t, there goes my pager
I'll see you later, because yo [Chorus: Erick Sermon]
Every now and then,
I get a little crazy [x4] [Shadz of Lingo - 1]
One two how can
I do it? I guess
I'll spit the real
Yo I pack much ************, with the cover made of steel hoe
Yes yes, never fessed or settled for less
One clown stepped, and got a hole in the ****** chest from the
A.K., somebody scream
MAYDAY Took the sucker out, cause he clowned me on a payday
The funk is flowin to the maximum from the
E Double, while
I kick the facts to them
Check a chill brother with class, rough enough to run up and snatch the spine out a ******z ass
Grip the steel when caps peeled, here to chill on the real and don't give a mother****** how you feel
Thinkin you're steppin to this,
I kinda doubt it
Ain't with the bull************t, so you can write a ****** book about it
The big ****** with the bud and
I'm on that
E kick the beat and yo you shoulda known that [Chorus] [Shadz of Lingo - 2]
Yo it's the
Lingo of the
Shadz Droppin that mellow but mad mackadocious melodious metaphorical music with mo' ************t that you used to, and stylin that you ain't
What else
I got to do but draw the pictures with paints? [feedback]
Oh no, there's my mic squeakin
A soundman's body turnin up every weekend
Some think
I done the killin, you know
I can't remember
I can't recall a full week since this past
December And mics catchin fire 'fore
I get the chance to touch em
Yo Al. B catch the buddha lightin torches,
I'ma bust em
But don't rush em, leave the pyromaniac alone he heard the words to hit em on the red dot and knows
I'm thinkin bout
MURDER Run (run) hide (hide) you can't (can't) escape (scape)
The hit (the hit's) on,
I got the (got the) papes (papes)
Dodge (dodge) red (red) lasers (lasers) scannin (scannin) brings (brings) fly (fly when) rhymes (rhymes) landin (landin)
Let me go .. no .. yo,
I'm straight (straight)
Chill (chill), yo
I need AUH
HHH, air, wait (wait)
Cross (cross) fade (fade's) a killer (killer) style and (style and) where's the (where's the) soundman
Tell me (tell me) was
I whylin (whylin) cause (cause) [Chorus] [Erick Sermon]
Hey young world
Check me out, check me, check me out
Hey young world
New York's in the house
Def Squad's in the mother******, house
New York's in the mother******, house
Rowdy Records in the mother******, house
Def Squad's in the mother******, house
E.D.'s in the mother****** house (Def Jam boy)
Shadz of Lingo in the mother****** house
Peace.. and we out (Russell Simmons boy)
Word