Skittlez - Crazy lyrics

Im raw k**ed a man no guilt Stuck, k**ed, mugged, milled Bury the evidence no one will find out I'm the rapper with clout columbians rap about White rappers worst nightmare White-kid again so put me back in my highchair Stab you in the throat in a haunted house I'm on a thousand islands like mcdonald's cows I was beat up when i was younger Cafe, momma, let me thrown on the rubber Dripping cold blood like the winter, the summer Call me co*ky i love it, baby father a s**er b**hes call me a cold a** motherf**er Let me go ma! i never touched your pills! Yes you did you little sh** feel my fear! Beat you with a broken bottle This sh** just look like a novel Its written over and over again My raincoat, and gold wrappers, amen f**ing bob saget Go 'head and hate me hate it Im as cold as ice Short days, long nights No time to be nice Im nieve How can we reject peace Im your own enemy filled with hate I been an ape, diamonds in the dinner plate Im the bad guy And now we high Flying to the north pole It's apart of my goal k** Santa and his little elves Pushed all the way down in my old shell Looking through your phone book, couldn't get a cell Got four underneath the old-school as well Only getting high cuz we closer to hell Yo skittles you need an alter ego Drop a c-note on strippers at the casino f** an alter ego till im twelve You'll be rich in 2010 if you broke a shelf Im steve urcle cuz' my pants are to high up You no good like a stripper with a "a" cup How can honkeys blame us, i am not ashamed but Im crazy inside Three times cause fate had my side Im twisted in the head You already know you're dead So dont give me a baby Guns that we pop too much daily Im almost like cartman No barging, cracker that's a bargain We have nothing in common Until my flesh hardened so pardon All of my b**hes mind's are free like olly oxen I feel like throwing up all of my rhymes at once But i produce more like i do blunts Pullin' up in trucks, carried off in a bus Jerkin it in the school bathroom As i snoozed in every normal cla**room Doing all these hoes right there in the backroom s**s the air out of my lungs like a vacuum If not you must have confused the fastroom You're a pee-brained mark twain snorting c**aine in a dirty air-plane a**room Did so much weed i need a tissue It's really not an issue Reens, get the deloriane, this is a situ- Ation on my fast and furious a**hole You're playing games but this ain't a console My punch lines gon' hurt, ima give you a handful Never meant to make your daughter to cry so But it might lead to that r2d2, the mobsters creep through HOLY sh*t THIS IS fu*kING JOHNNY T I was at ryans house being an a** and got asked to leave Spread this to the industry, lyrics like the chopper piece Im done with this sh** Wit my kin that i came in wit They say that im crazy