IntroThis is Crazy Town We're not evil We just cause trouble And have fun We're not evil W're not good We're somewhere in between We live within the friction of life Crazy Town Index ToxicCatch a fire, Fire it up Corrupt stirring it up It's buring hot, drifing Hitting every slot With a drop kick , It's toxic Trouble, like your girl in a mosh pit I've lost it And that the only way that we rock shit Banging heads and ripping threads If i wasn't rocking shows I'd be better of dead With a one two One word can destroy your whole crew And that's toxic Toxic, loud and abnoxious Crazy Town's toxic With that, rock your block Shit Toxic, popping more lip We love to talk shit Rocking you block with that Stright out the block shit Toxic A budda, blastic Blacklisted. twisted of faith My vocal's fatal As naughty v block concotions Rock youe cradel I thought I wait 'til The timeing was right To inginte Cause people like me We only come out at night I rock the main line And party with fine bitches Which is a dirty job But somebody's got to do it So, who the crew with? More has than vivid Lyrics explicit So fuck the crities We leave them hanging Like INXS. Toxic, loud and abnoxious Crazy Town's toxic With that, rock your block Shit Toxic, popping more lip We love to talk shit Rocking you block with that Stright out the block shit Toxic Toxic threasholds of Colomibian gold You can't roll how we roll We possess you soul And push the panic Is it godly or satanic? Toxic or organic? Manic minds refind or frantic Just the way we planned it See. we be stomping around The planet And we stand alone We inflitrate your chromosomes No clone Our DNA has got a strain Of it's own And it's Toxic Toxic, loud and abnoxious Crazy Town's toxic With that, rock your block Shit Toxic, popping more lip We love to talk shit Rocking you block with that Stright out the block shit Toxic Crazy Town Index Think FastYou Know that bitch baby he's talking shit about our clique but he don't Crazy You see the writing on my dick You know that trick, Tracy Yeah, she's making me sick Living that life We used to do the same shit Shit gets drastic some kids need help some need there ass kicked And some would never learn to earn there own way living of their daddy had he not been rich They'd be broker than a joke and forced to switch You gotta change your tune or change your pitch Because life ain't easy man Life's a bitch Shit is harder than hard about as hard can get Keep on going were you're headed you's alive to regret it Yes it hurts To face the truth and realize that the worlds got your neck in a noose if things ain't like they ought to be You 've got to think fast The aftermath Of your actions whiplash. I know you all tired of these wannabe thugs claiming the real be running, grabbing the steel Thinking they're going to peel My niggas cap Roaming the streets with black hats Chrome straps Sipping on brew Ready to react Of any nigga they see that nigga could be my Capital I.C.E. Got a muther fucking .357 to put eleven holes in their chest Thinking they could test A real riderfrom the west I roll flossin' me and my girlfriend nina ross and the ghettos' been good to me But you've got to take precautions Brothers get got what they least Expect it or neglect it You'll never catch the dirty in the streets without protection Nowadays you got to pull shit Haters on some bullshit Jumpin' out of cadillacs and low lows with a full clip If your tool spits Shake the spot or get your duck on Cause if you press your luck on Stupid is what you're stuck on. That girl shelia got a daugter She be clubbing every night Shelia had her daughter young still that just ain't right Plus she rides the white horse She used to ride my pony If I hit it now, I'd break it 'Cause Sheila's just too bony. Smoking speed released the lions I'm not lying I'm not sober I'm still tryingh Hiding the truth With substitutes a hundred proof A fuck up. face it One of L.A.'s wasted youth Label me as an enemy of the lost star My family's not too happy with the trouble that I've caused See we be breaking the law Somking on non-menthols thinking fast so I'm ready for any all out brawls And ya. Brothers get your hustle on Ballers and get your shit tight House parties get shot up And turned up before midnight Drive-bys and fistfights Zig zag and crack pipes There's a fifty fifty chance That tonight will be your last night. Crazy Town Index DarksideDreamlands of danger Darkside pleasures Bad behavior Dreamlands of danger Darkside pleasures At their best Dreamlands of danger Darkside pleasures Bad behavior Dreamlands of danger Darkside pleasures At their best Punk rock, shell toes, Horns and halos. Wicked white wings and And pointed tails. Devil’s eyes and nine inch nails Nocturnal renegades. The eternal drug raid. I go by the name of Mr. Shifty switchblade. Getting paid in the shade, As lyrics ricochet, Off the walls From the ceiling to the floor, Off the door And down the hall. Kicking white trash. Psycho cerebral, palsy, ballsy Bad ass. Dressed in black, From the wrong side of the tracks. Crazy Town. Yo, we strike like deep impact. Why can’t you see? I cannot feel ‘til you bring Me down. Dream lands of danger. Darkside pleasures Bad behavior. Dream lands of danger. Darkside pleasures At their best. My subconscience launches me Into evil territory. I’m surrounded by Voyeurs And crack smoking lawyers. No shame. Burnt lips, Tripping on acid rain. Legally insane, deranged, Some people never change. Why can't you see? I cannot feel 'til you bring Me down. Nasty na na, ha, ha Darkside marijuana. Fueled of the drama. Drifting on the darkside. I’m the black eye bomber. Do what I do on a darkside Rendezvous. Raising hell, out the shell. Of fantasies I never tell. Dispersin’ untamed perversion. My bad brain’s working, Circle jerking, rocking riddles, Sex pistol, sexperts Acting uncivil. Why can't you see? I cannot feel 'til you bring Me down. Crazy Town Index Black CloudNow people say I’m jinxed. I got some kind of voodoo hex. Life is so complex. There’s no telling what can happen next. Life on the edge, Fuels the sickness in my head. It imbeds the type of thoughts That got a lot of brothers dead. The smarter brother knows To keep his foes close. And I’m the type of brother That’s smarter than most. A cold hearted overdose Of lyrical antidotes. The cure to make sure My karma can’t take me down. Up to the same old tricks. I wonder if I’ll stick around. Is a penny really lucky If you find it on the ground? What’s the problem with this town? I can’t figure it out. My karma’s crashing down In the form of a black cloud. I’ve got a little black cloud That follows me. Everywhere I go, It takes over me. I've got a little black cloud That follows me. Everywhere I go, It takes over me. I’m sick. I’ve got a real ill disposition. My intentions are pure But there’s a cure for my condition. My decisions Put me in the wrong positions. Chasing pipe dreams Of fame and recognition. The Epic. Not only a name, A definition. My game remains no matter the pain. I stay the charmer. The Don of Karma. I navigate it like the Dalai Lama I ain’t a saint. But I’ve got Joi de vie And I’m the one to blame If the cloud rains on me. I can’t complain about it Or even let regret Provoke the energy it takes For me to get upset. A bad boy since birth So I can’t forget What goes around Comes around And it ain’t got me yet. I’ve gotten wise in my age And tamed the threat of my rage. I’ve got a lot to learn And I’ve got money to spend. To pretend is reaping more Than sewing ever could mend. I've got a little black cloud That follows me. Everywhere I go, It takes over me. I've got a little black cloud That follows me. Everywhere I go, It takes over me. Trade my torches for a dime The pressure’s fading away now Black cloud’s lifted for the light The pressure’s fading away now. A thousand cigarettes Won’t change the way we feel. The pressure’s fading now Can you bare the thought of knowing truth? Knowing truth. I was rapping in the rain, Hoping that my luck would change. And if there’s any truth To all those old sayings. Cuz if I killed a spider, Would my house catch on fire? If I walked under a ladder Would it matter? I tend to laugh When black cats cross my path. Break mirrors in half Just to test the aftermath Now here comes rain. I project my pain. Trying to make sense Of these crazy things. I’m a diamond in the rough. Could I suffer enough? I’m getting high for a living, Not giving a fuck. These hard times got me stuck. Stuck in a jam I’m the monkey on your back And the crack in the dam. Disastrous Took time to master this. And the past Is just a map to capture this. In the darkness. I’m forced to adapt to this. I would change the past If I could have one wish. Crazy Town Index ButterflyCome my lady Come come my lady You're my butterfly Sugar.baby Come my lady Come come my lady You're my butterfly Sugar.baby Such a sexy,sexy pretty little thing Fierce nipple pierce you got me sprung with your tongue ring And I ain't gonna lie cause your loving gets me high So to keep you by my side there's nothing that I won't try Butterflies in her eyes and looks to kill Time is passing I'm asking could this be real Cause I can't sleep I can't hold still The only thing I really know is she got sex appeal I can feel too much is never enough You're always there to lift me up When these times get rough I was lost Now I'm found Ever since you've been around You're the women that I want So yo, I'm putting it down. Come my lady Come come my lady You're my butterfly Sugar.baby I don't deserve you unless it's some kind of hidden message To show me life is precious Then I guess it's true To tell truth, I really never knew T'll I met you I was lost and confused Twisted and used up Knew a better life existed but thought that I missed it My lifestyle's wild I was living like a wild child Trapped on a short leash paroled the police files And yo. what' s happening now? I see the sun breaking shining through dark clouds And a vision of you standing out in a crowd. Come my lady Come come my lady You're my butterfly Sugar.baby Hey sugar momma, come and dance with me The smartest thing you ever did was take a chance with me So, what ever tickles your fancy Girl it's you like Sid and Nancy So sexy....almost evil Talkin' about butterflies in my head I used to think happy endings were only in the books I read but You made me feel alive when I was almost dead You filled that empty space with the love I used to chase And as far as I can see it don't get better than this So butterfly, here is a song and it's sealed with a kiss And a thank you miss. Come my lady Come come my lady You're my butterfly Sugar.baby Crazy Town Index Only When I'm DrunkI get drunk and I stumble to the phone And conjure up a bitch to bone when I'm alone Fucked up, tore back I need to take a piss Only when I'm drunk I sing a song like this My grandma and your grandma... Sittin by the fire Hold on, turn that beat off! No, keep it going Crazy Town, yo y'all just not known' I get drunk and start talking more shit And when I got a gun in my hand You better get...Out Cause my brain Just ain't what it used to be Forget trying to rationalize, cover your eyes. I get ....(Uh!)... damn I'm drunk. I need a chunk, no better yet A hunk of that funk I get ....(Uh!)... damn I'm drunk. I need a chunk, no better yet A hunk of that funk Yeah I'm good bad, dope I'm freaky fresh I make hip-hop fans say "yes" "yes" Crazy's comin' thru you know we're gonna blow up Hold up wait I think I'm gonna throw up, Nah, false alarm I'm getting all ladies with my cool charm When I get drunk I might even call my daddy a punk Yeah , but only when I'm drunk. Yeah, only when I'm drunk Only when I'm drunk It happens only when I'm drunk. It goes, one for the chronic two for the amnesia I'm that crazy white boy with the drinks in the freezer Bust a one out, two out blitz type of rapper That will get you out of your seat quicker than a car jacker Sippin' colt forty fever when I'm coolin' with my people Got ho's in east Columbus when I'm Billy D. Rico Cause I move like I'm smooth like Like I'm Harry Belafonte Lookin' for them suckers that jumped my homey Le Le All up in this bitch with the Gin and Tanqueray Drink like Mr.Wendal smoke bud like Dr Dre. But that's cause I'm old enough to do that shit God damn. I gotta piss I pass the mic to Mr. Shift. I get drunk and can't nobody whoop me I'm trippin' it must be that brew that I was sippin' Kickin' in, guess I shouldn't have mixed it with the Gin 'Cause when I'm laying on my back I can feel the room spin One too many, I reckon Feelin' I got to hurl any second Want to get up but can't move Feels like I'm stuck in a groove What the fuck was I trying to prove I got a knack for downin'' four-o's All the hos know them doobie bros People call me shift I keep a fifth in my trunk I might fuck an ugly bitch, but only when I'm drunk. Yeah, only when I'm drunk Only when I'm drunk It happens only when I'm drunk Crazy Town Index Hollywood BabylonIf you got an itch to catch some havoc. There’s mayhem in the plastic. City of La La, I mean the land of holy Zsa Zsa The wood is hot and you can spot the flocks Of people like sheep, those with dredlocks To jocks with Reeboks, fleeing hard rocks A la cafe, Bambatta flashy fashion. Imagine crashing bashes with bitches That be bad and wishing for the fame And recognition. They’re on a mission for self, baby We’re like the twelve, my tribe is crazy deep. We got the beats that are hot. We’re like clinique. Foundation resonates when I speak. And if by chance, you catch it Then listen, the wisdom Epic, open hitting, choking up. You’ve done it now and woken up. The giant scientist of hits That make you jump like a lunatic On pogo sticks, waving your fists. So, if you’re catching a fit. I don’t really know but you better scram, Hurry in a double. It goes on On and on and on Hell raising Hollywood Welcome to Babylon On and on and on and on The party don’t stop ‘til the Mystery’s gone. I’ve seen it all, I’ll see it again. I shake a lot of hands But I don’t got a lot of friends. It goes on. On and on and on. Hell raising Hollywood, Welcome to Babylon. Live from the city of lights. Sunny days and late nights. Dope, designer drugs, porn stars And bar fights. I drop. Makes the bells rock. I’m Mr. Shifty Shellshock Call me the man of the hour In the land of the lost. Taking the money and the power. CXT, we hold our own All eyes on us. Crazy rise rain like brimstone, Kicking up dust. I grab the mic with a firm hold In a world of shattered goals, Pot holes, broke folks and Bank roll. Pole position. Daddy rolling, rolling causing Havoc. So, ready set. I’m more than set Like Morissette, to Maverick Got a, she’s got to have it, habit. Sick, I leave them stuck. I’m getting high for a living, Not giving a fuck. It goes on On and on and on Hell raising Hollywood Welcome to Babylon On and on and on and on The party don't stop 'til the Mystery's gone. I've seen it all, I'll see it again. I shake a lot of hands But I don't got a lot of friends. It goes on. On and on and on. Hell raising Hollywood, Welcome to Babylon. I’m screaming out the call of the wild. I’m speaking in tongues. I am the child of the sun. The power of one. I beat the drums Of the Crazy Town click. It’s the third eye sitting on the tip. Of the pyramid flipped. Now I see a little shotty, Illuminatti front. Dead bodies in my trunk. Unraveling the source, I travel into self. You gauge my wage And then you try to debate my wealth. The consequences linger And I’m fingering the perpetrators. Hey yo, my nature was bred On the cross fader. It’s the 7th house. Armageddon trudger. Ready for death, It’s the brimstone slugger. It goes on On and on and on Hell raising Hollywood Welcome to Babylon On and on and on and on The party don't stop 'til the Mystery's gone. I've seen it all, I'll see it again. I shake a lot of hands But I don't got a lot of friends. It goes on. On and on and on. Hell raising Hollywood, Welcome to Babylon. Crazy Town Index Face The MusicNow, we push rhymes, crazy rhymes Words force fed to your mind. Trace the source brother, brother. Face the music, don’t confuse it for another. Nothing comes close to this Kiss the sky. These grands change hands As our fans multiply. We push rhymes. People gather ‘round when we Kick them. Go Boy, Shifty stick ‘em. Ha ha ha stick ‘em. Burning bridges, smoking ism, Losing my religion, Shooting the breeze, We got these MC’s ass kissing. If you can’t take the heat, Then get your ass out of the kitchen. I freak it off the wall. Crammin’, slammin’ points of view Into your fucking skull. Bitch, that’s why we stick ‘em. Stick ‘em Ha ha ha stick ‘em Ha stick ‘em, ha ha ha stick ‘em. Stick ‘em, ha ha ha stick ‘em Stick ‘em, stick-em, stick ‘em. Stick ‘em, ha ha ha stick ‘em. Ha stick ‘em, ha ha ha stick ‘em. Well, I tapped you on the spinal With an anesthetic. Epic is the definition Written into grooves of vinyl. It’s called survival, When I drop the stylish into friction. Techtonic traits. Drifting like the plates, It shakes like the quakes in Cali. The mystic Majaraji. Mission of the kamikaze comeback kid. Producer super status. I’m here to claim my reign As the baddest beat peddler. So, place your bet middler. The roof is a blaze. And yo, we’re smoking out the fiddler. We’re sipping on a hundred proof liquor. Welcome to the dooms day dawning. Hot like the sun. No time to relax. We pack the doomsday gun. Stick 'em Ha ha ha stick 'em Ha stick 'em, ha ha ha stick 'em. Stick 'em, ha ha ha stick 'em Stick 'em, stick-em, stick 'em. Stick 'em, ha ha ha stick 'em. Ha stick 'em, ha ha ha stick 'em. Call me a drifter, richter. When I hit you with the stick ‘em. I’m talking shit. The pit starter. A wanted man. The one who cuffed your daughter To my bed stand And I talk a lot of shit Because I know a lot of shit I know, I said I’d quit. But I just want another hit. It’s madness. Pimping like Gladys, The baddest. Maintain our status. That is no question. Releasing tension, As we step into the seventh dimension. This jabber jaw’s, jaws are slapping. We’s what’s happening. Bones are breaking And fingers snapping. The pressure’s on With non-stop action. Whether banging your head Or steady maxing. Stick 'em Ha ha ha stick 'em Ha stick 'em, ha ha ha stick 'em. Stick 'em, ha ha ha stick 'em Stick 'em, stick-em, stick 'em. Stick 'em, ha ha ha stick 'em. Ha stick 'em, ha ha ha stick 'em. Crazy Town Index Lollipop PornDancing with the devil on the 13th floor Non stop knocking on heaven’s door Thinking faster flirting with disaster plastered I’m your puppet master pushin’ proper data Watch the city steal your soul as the drugs take control And the problems of the world put your life on hold You should have known by now that it just don’t stop You like that rock hip-hop you make me grab my crotch I got a lollipop porn bitch Dead on arrival A hardcore sex bitch turned Suicidal All caught up now taking my chances playing my song While the devil dances ‘round me beggin’ me to play along Now over the years I’ve learned to love the pain I’m what you call a ladykiller with the gift of game Triple X true that you do dat dat Let it ride bring it back over 24 tracks We’re gonna rock the fuckin’ block tonight We’re gonna rock that shit gonna make it right Diggi, diggi damn right, we’s dynomite So we can do this or you can do what you like I grab the mic and make it mine I grab the mic and make it hype So we can do this, or you can do what you like I got a lollipop porn bitch Dead on arrival A hardcore sex bitch turned Suicidal All caught up now taking my chances playing my song While the devil dances 'round me beggin' me to play along Riding on the 3rd rail, taking risks, life is risky The "E" stands for Epic and the "S" stands for Shifty So let the good times roll, there’s no controlling us Walking on water and kicking up dust The boisterous, causing panic in the land of lust The shellshock lollipop crazy down to make your body rock Sugar I love the way your body talks Now, whoever said that sex was overrated Love leaves me devastated, life’s so fuckin’ complicated Shifty say what, Epic’s a beat slut And I got so many rhymes I can’t keep my mouth shut I got a lollipop porn bitch Dead on arrival A hardcore sex bitch turned Suicidal All caught up now taking my chances playing my song While the devil dances 'round me beggin' me to play along Crazy Town Index Revolving DoorNow Ladies come, ladies go, Out my revolving door Some ladies never come back, Most come back for more. I’ve got a house in the hills With a door that spins. Goes in and out, Out and in, ‘Round and ‘round again. I live a life these player haters Would love to be living. Since a kid, I’ve been surrounded By beautiful women. And slippen’ in them To win them The unforgiven. Still something’s missing, Cuz deep inside I’m suffering Of a lonely heart condition. Wishing I could find a girl That would take me away From the chaos of the city And the everday part that I play. Tell me why lay low, Why say no When I got girls serenading at My window. Ladies good to go We’s major league The new breed. No so-so. Highly advanced and got the game To get in any girl’s pants. And romance her stone Cuz I more than hold my own They call me Shifty Capone I make them moan Yes, I’m the one. Between the sheets, I amaze and stun. Ain’t no need for me to brag About the way that I’m hung. Let’s just say I got the skills To get the flyest girl sprung. Or to take and make An older lady feel young. Now Ladies come, ladies go, Out my revolving door Some ladies never come back, Most come back for more. I've got a house in the hills With a door that spins. Goes in and out, Out and in, 'Round and 'round again. I keep my girls in rotation, Door rotating. You looking for a good time, I’m always on vacation. You could stop by baby, If you want to try your luck. But don’t waste my time, Unless you’re down to fuck. Unless you’re coming back for more, Well then you know what’s up. You know the routine Girl, you’re not the one. You’re just a one night fling. Some ass to hold this casanova over. Till the right girl pass, I’ll drop this lifestyle fast. Cuz what I’m really looking for Is the one will last And make my present past. My adolescence surpassed. By the will to chill, I’m looking for something real. In a world of fake hos in high heels I’ll drop hot wax on your nipples, Causing trouble. And when you ride me, Yo, I’ll be throwing up that triple double My sex drive’s kicking. I’m sexually exploring. So many possibilities, It seems my life could never get boring. Cuz I’m not fucking around. I’ll rub you down the right way. I’ll rock your world nightly. So, can I hit it lightly? Yo, girl, I like it like that. Let me hit it from the back. I’m a natural aphrodisiac. Better known as a Mac. Now Ladies come, ladies go, Out my revolving door Some ladies never come back, Most come back for more. I've got a house in the hills With a door that spins. Goes in and out, Out and in, 'Round and 'round again. Crazy Town Index Players ( Only Love You When They're Playing )No doubt I’m the one your mama Warned you about I’m known for taking ladies home And turning them out. Like kissing all the girlies and Making them cry. I’m a wise guy with wits The opposite of shy Make your girl’s pussy shiver When she looks in my eyes. So uh. One’s for the money, Two’s for the honeys Three’s for the pimp’s players And the playboy bunnies. You best believe I throw down. Ain’t no need to slow down You name the place and the time. Find Mr. Shifty at the showdown. Tearing you up. That’s why all the fly girls Just can’t get enough. Said I loved you, And you believed it was true. That’s hilarious. But your mother should have Warned you about Guys like us. Freak, freak y’all Yeah, you know what I’m saying. ‘Cause players only love you When we’re playing Now players only love you When we’re playing. These women, They will come And they will go. And all you players know just What I’m saying It’s amazing just how many Girls we know. I know it ain’t right. But I don’t want to change. I’ve got so many dames, I can’t remember their names. But don’t be confused, ‘Cause girls are players too. So, we’re going to tell you About a girl we knew. She was a pretty rebel. A punk rock girl. With a wicked sex drive And the mind of a devil. Like Agent 99, Under cover all the time. You want another kiss You better rack another line. Unique in design, This freak was kind of fine. But she’s not the only one. There’s plenty of her kind. Ain’t nothing funny baby, Her game’s so tight, She can make the sun shine In the middle of the night. She knows what she wants And she gets it when She wants it. She knows that you want it She’s got it, so she flaunts it. So, get up on it. You know the old saying. Players only love you When they’re playing. Now players only love you When we're playing. These women, They will come And they will go. And all you players know just What I'm saying It's amazing just how many Girls we know. Only the strong survive I come alive and hit my mark. The after dark player caper Can’t lie, I’m on the take. A heartbreaker tonight. The ladies call me Mr. Right. And others call me a freak. Girl, it’s okay if you bite. Some like it violent. Mr. Mysterious type Strong and silent King player I cast a hex Inebriated talk of sex. (Epic, I’m so into you) Manipulation I’m talking triple X rated Sophisticated, I’m game to elevate your mind. An understated flirt The chemistry’s hot. You can’t deny. So realize the size of it. I can see it in your eyes. I’d love to touch you baby. And taste the essence of you. You want to play? Now, let me hear you scream Out my name. Players only love you when They’re playing. Now players only love you When we're playing. These women, They will come And they will go. And all you players know just What I'm saying It's amazing just how many Girls we know. Crazy Town Index B-Boy 2000This is the last trip. This is the last trip. CXT KRS-One Boogie down, Crazy Town. I’m a bad ass B-Boy Two triple O. A space age hip-hop Superhero I rock the block with glocks And brass knuckles. A pocket full of weed And a B-Boy belt buckle. Space age rage To rattle your cage Running amok as we Fuck up the stage. Taking hip-hop to a whole new level. 8-0-8 bass over twisted metal. Shifty, the rebel. Supernatural. A mac with a pull. Act a fool. Excalibur Destroying M.C.’s with my Vocal algebra. We got something new for you. For you to take your ass and move it to. Hit to lose it to It’s that crazy crew. Taking you on a ride to the Other side. Check it. Bar codes on freaks Programmed to freak mode. Black holes of lost souls, Let the story be told I rock a B-Boy stance Cuz it’s time to explode. I'm a bad ass B-Boy Two triple O. A space age hip-hop Superhero If you ever want to know what time it is, Compared to what time it isn’t, When you hear KRS in the house Just run and get our ticket. Because when you come into the jam, The party will be kickin’. All the wic wacs and DJ’s in the house, Jealous, it gets so sickenin’. Now CXT are some cool guys, Still getting paid without no ties. At least no jack and I can’t hack it. When you gonna ask the question why. I never liked working at Mickey D’s, All my life I got B’s and C’s. Down with the crew called BDP Shifty, and E.P.I.C. Now when you be? I'm a bad ass B-Boy Two triple O. A space age hip-hop Superhero Put your mind over matter Gather ‘round the sound Yeah, gather ‘round the sound. It don’t get better, gather ‘Round the sound Come on, gather ‘round the sound. Put your mind over matter Gather round the sound Yeah, gather round the sound It don’t get better, gather ‘Round the sound Come on, gather round the sound. I'm a bad ass B-Boy Two triple O. A space age hip-hop Superhero I roll at light speed Through space and time With a boom box of beats And a book of rhymes. Cosmo kinetic. I just don’t get it These fools want to rock But their rhymes are pathetic The Epic, digital bliss, The mega sound Consists of hard drive bits Written underground. Crazy Town rocks so hard, You’ll go berserk With the sound that travels Around the universe. Ill thoughts disperse We’re the first and last, High class, white trash, Rolling a classic hovercraft. In strange days, The wickedest ways Become the norm. But it’s far from the norm When we perform. Check it. B-boys make some noise. Get connected. Respect it. You should expect the unexpected. B-girls reping at the front Of the show. I’m a bad ass b-boy two Triple O. I'm a bad ass B-Boy Two triple O. A space age hip-hop Superhero Dope thoughts come When I hear a kick drum A bass beat transforms The level of the street And the lyrics Boulevard status. Yo, I’m the baddest Beach front punks, They insist I’m the raddest Thing to ever hit since L.S.D. Hallucinate while I dominate. I bring Satan to the table. When I rock, there is not A label for it. Critics adore it. Homicidal as it gets. Your wrist slit When I make suicidal imprints On your brain. I induce pain, so I’m insane. Hell bent burnt you like acid rain. Extraordinarily, I lyricize, Specialize. In body rocking, rapping, And macking. Two triple O, I came to get down. With my clique Crazy Town. We came to get down. Yes, yes y’all We came to get down. I'm a bad ass B-Boy Two triple O. A space age hip-hop Superhero Put your mind over matter Gather ‘round the sound Yeah, gather ‘round the sound. It don’t get better, gather ‘Round the sound Come on, gather ‘round the sound. Put your mind over matter Gather ‘round the sound Yeah, gather ‘round the sound It don’t get better, gather ‘Round the sound Come on, gather ‘round the sound. CXT This is the last trip. This is the last trip. Crazy Town Index |
