Anilyst - It's Crazy lyrics

[Verse 1]: Hi again, it's me hoes Ridin' with my mijos Arrivin' at casinos As I'm lighting up what we rolled Fly in my tuxedo High as f**in' eagles Biased with an ego Try us, get your teeth pulled Your sinuses will bleed slow I'm tryna strike your cheek bones These Heinekens will be thrown Your highness will be dethroned Got this urge to break your vertebrae to thirds Used to spit, but nowadays I'll just regurgitate a verse Word play I'm on the verge to make it worth All this work I've gave it just to say I'v earned a pay from words Quick, you're sorta slow b**h, I got a soldier's soul Spittin' till my throat is so Sick that I need Protozol System overload Lyst will give you no control Listen to this flow to grow Wisdom from a poet pro Stuck with rappin' and I managed not to switch plans You can't imagine how much sh** I've had to withstand [Hook]: Crazy, how he was patient And now he's, making sh** you copy I don't say this to be co*ky But it's... X3 [Verse 2]: Started splashing this ink Hardest tracks that he brings They often ask what he thinks How he thought of that sh** he sings Walk back or get jinxed While I start slammin' these drinks Rock my ball cap with a mink You'z a small cat to a sphinx We active with grown visions Magic, the flow-igician Dope sh**, makes hoes listen Got no clique, just a coalition I took a mic and chose To write the most till I arose Booking flights for shows Am I supposed to strike a pose? The way I psych my foes Reciting notes that I've composed Cold as icicles You hoes might go and wipe your nose All my life I've roamed inside my dome To find my zone I found it bro By downing iced patrons and lighting dro's On this microphone I'll strike a ho with lighting bolts Poltergeist your home Own your life and swipe your soul Five Coronas got your baby's momma tryna bone By the morning her aroma gon' be my cologne [Hook]: [Verse 3 ]: Best reefer with cold wine Lets creep through my own mind Lets see what we gon' find As I get deep as a coal mine Stress seems to be on high Less sleepin' but more grind Wreck beats with these raw rhymes I s** freaks in my off time The kid's swipin' your conscience This might get you nauseous But I'll stick a spike in your socket As I sit and strike you with objects Hit you right where your top is Then ditch you while your unconscious Then hitch a flight to the tropics Keep a trigger right where my co*k is My talent established that I'll strike down any average cat That tries surrounding my habitat Try to challenge this savage rap Get damaged and that's a fact Kid scratchin' your cataract Will shatter your back with bats My b**h bad and do acrobats Lyst is on that nonsense spit Hot sh**, you the opposite Get my co*k licked In the co*kpit of a rocket ship Do I talk too quick? They can't control the beast it's over B He's off the leash Spits his poetry That's so unique right over beats [Hook]: