CrazyPsychoLoco

(album: Good vs. Evil - 2016)

I got some homies turning phony I can't chill with
I got cops that want me dead I have to deal with
I got some shooters in my clique that's who I kill with
I'm going crazy, my life's fucked up on some real shit

And I know
I'm going crazy!
I'm going crazy!
I'm going crazy!
I'm going crazy!
I'm going crazy!
Cause' everybody's crazy!

Crazy, psycho, loco, crazy, psycho, loco
Fuck the pigs for life cause' we don't like no robos
A month ago they killed my cousin with a chokehold
Tuck my.45 it's on on sight with po'po'
They bringing the national guard in, bring in the national guard in
Soon as they come I'm blasting the sergeant, ain't no pass if it's marchin
It's crooks in half of the department, using their ass as a target
If you ain't blasting that vermin, should've stayed your ass in the car then
Crazy, psycho, loco, crazy, psycho, loco
Fuck the pigs for life cause' I don't like no robo
That drone on autopilot, armed and flying solo
Unload the ammunition, whether you're black or cholo
They bringing the martial law in, bring in the martial law in
Soon as they fuck with the starving artist, imma just start to draw in
They call us apes, I get 'em, I growl, rip apart your squadron
All of my gorillas evolving, y'all better talk to Darwin!

I got some homies turning phony I can't chill with
I got cops that want me dead I have to deal with
I got some shooters in my clique that's who I kill with
I'm going crazy, my life's fucked up on some real shit

And I know
I'm going crazy!
I'm going crazy!
I'm going crazy!
I'm going crazy!
I'm going crazy!
Cause' everybody's crazy!

Crazy, psycho, loco, crazy, psycho, loco
Fuck the pigs for life cause' I don't like no robo
Bring them cameras out, I kill a cop for promo
Record it and play it back a thousand times in slow-mo
Bring in the special forces, bring in the special forces
Soon as they flexing torches we gonna protect the fortress
Look at this Smith'n'Wesson, nigga this weapon's gorgeous
When a robot step through the door just put his head in orbit!
Crazy, psycho, loco, crazy, psycho, loco
Fuck the pigs for life cause' I don't like no robo
A million Tamir Rice's I can't take it no mo'
Packa, packa, packa, that's for lil' Bro-bro
Crazy, psycho, loco, crazy, psycho, loco
Fuck the pigs for life cause' I don't like no robo
Crazy, psycho, loco, crazy, psycho, loco
Tuck my.45 it's on on sight with po'po'

I got some homies turning phony I can't chill with
I got cops that want me dead I have to deal with
I got some shooters in my clique that's who I kill with
I'm going crazy, my life's fucked up on some real shit

And I know
I'm going crazy!
I'm going crazy!
I'm going crazy!
I'm going crazy!
I'm going crazy!
Cause' everybody's crazy!