Crazy Songtext
von D. Black

I′m going crazy...
Uh, drinking alcohol draining thoughts
Look at the scars from the battles I fought
Breathing heavy, tears rise to my eyes
I know my strengths, but I'm weak inside
Uh, my body quivers to the ground, the bottle breaks
Temperatures rise in my face, don′t know if I'm awake
Fuck it, I'ma do it, and that was me
With a loaded 22 leaving prints in my cheek
Safety off, concentration gave me visions of my thoughts
I seen clear like looking in a mirror
Moms calling from the hallway, I don′t hear her
I visualize picket fences, white houses, butterflies, red roses
Monte Carlos looking corporate
Everything you could ask for in a lifetime
It was then that I knew I had to get mine


If you don′t wanna roll with me, nigga, you don't gotta
All about my paper, fuck a broad is my motto
Going half crazy, taking sips out this bottle
I′m doing what they say, I'm going crazy
I′m going crazy, I'm going crazy

Uh, uh, Saturday, 11:30
Reading scriptures, kid Bible, flipping through pictures
Impatient, flipping through pages
Seen images of who we call Christ
Only problem, he was white
And in the process of thinking
My phone start ringing, it was my man Jeff
He told me we had beef on the west
And to bring the 12 gauge and don′t forget the vest
11:50 PM at the A&P and
All black 6-4 pink peeling off doors
Jeff in the back ski-masked up
Wolves roll real slow when they passed us
On Dale Bridge letting off rounds
Innocent bystanders falling to the ground
Niggas bust back, hit Jeff in the back
Shook him by the coat, Jeff never awoke
I'm like fuck it


If you don't wanna roll with me, nigga, you don′t gotta
All about my paper, fuck a broad is my motto
Going half crazy, taking sips out this bottle
I′m doing what they say, I'm going crazy
I′m going crazy, I'm going crazy

It was 11 in the morning, Sunday morning
In the church house yawn, it was like torment
Thinking about the shit that happened last night
My brain was confused with the wrong and the rights
Had visions of my death, see myself in the casket by Jeff
Still breathing, eyes closed, I can still see him
Laying next to me, from the back he′s leaking
Bleeding, but when I awoke, the service was over
Approaching the door getting closer and closer
The pastor called me in the back room
And that's when he took me to the bathroom
I′m gazing in the mirror, he asked me
What did I see when I looked at me?
I told him I was crazy
He pulled out the .380 and said Jeff was his baby