X-Raided (a.k.a. Nefarious) - Crazy Than A Muthaf** lyrics

{Verse 1: X-Raided} Nowadays, A n***a gotta be a lunatic A straight double blind n***a going triple six Lyricists, Get with this, n***a I don't think so Unless you wanna be treated be a damn Skitzo! I'm knocking them out the box, Get off my jock Before I smoke your a** like a rock And I'm a take a serious hit sh** I never will quit you thinking you could fade me, n***a forget it I'm on an impossible mission, Like a fisher, I'm fishing When will you step up, Because I'm wishing I ain't had to slay in a while I haven't had a chance to show off my new style On an insane pearl, Straight Loccing up k**ing motherf**ers, Cause I know what's up But the X is a n***a taking his time And if you talking sh**, Then you can bite my nine My finger might slip on the trigger But who cares? It's another dead n***a You got a problem with that? Then step up But be real, we're crazy than a muthaf** {Chorus: Sample from Ice Cube} A crazy a** n***a {Verse 2: X-Raided} One hard motherf**er, Going loco You piss me off, And I'm a smoke yo Ass, I blast with the nine Double M, The X is insane to the mind There ain't no cell that can hold me Be insane, Was what the n***as in Hell told me That's why I'm going on a rampage And if I get the gauge, Suicide's on the front page Sacramento newspaper, All you motherf**ers got the vapers All on the Lynch Hung dick and sh** Motherf**ers is stuck on stupid But I'm a k**ing on the willing, b**h And if I get rich, It don't mean I'm a switch I'm a always be Mafia, n***a Midtown hold, Sac Town, We're all there, yo I know what the deal is (That's right?) Damn right, I know what it is And don't let that be the reason You get your neck broke, Cause I ain't no joke! n***as don't understand, One n***a deep If you wanna jack me, Don't sleep Cause we know what's up The whole Mafia's crazy than a muthaf** {Chorus: Sample of Ice Cube} Goddamn they ruthless Motherf**er said what?! {Verse 3: X-Raided} X-Raided, The MC, Kicking that hard sh** With the help of Tech, Lynch, And Triple Sicx A n***a like the X has is going on Kicking raps to a beat that's pumping strong The whole posse is dressed in black n***as try to step up, And get the Prozak Cause I'm a n***a that's rotten For a s**er motherf**er to hold the Glock X is a n***a from the S-A-C Homicide came first, But that don't concern me It's my turn, Like Schizo But that still don't concern me, hoe I'm clowning, Damn right I'm clowning I'm clowning and I'm clowning Punk a** n***as that don't know In my language, X means Skitzo! So little fool, Don't trip, Unless you wanna get the Triple Six Concept, One more time, Concept! I say what I say want, Motherf** your rep I get it going on, I got it going Catch myself with a beat, Then I'm flowing Keep my cash flow on hold, But don't press your luck Because I'm crazy than muthaf** (X-Raided talks until the song fades out)