Das Efx - Krazy Wit Da Books lyrics

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Intro/chorus:

Now ya got the krazykrazy wit da books

Yes yes y'allyes y'allyes y'allyes y'all

Now ya got the krazykrazy wit da books

Yes yes y'allyes y'allyes y'allyes y'all

Now ya got the krazykrazy wit da books

Yes yes y'allyes y'allyes y'allyes y'all

Now ya got the krazykrazy wit da books

(fire em up higher on some new rhyme flow)

Verse 1: drayskoob

Well comin to school ya it's the hooliganI'm in the mood again so watch

Me do this

I'm out to do these rappers just like popeye did brutus

The super dooper trooperoops I'm no beginner

So watch me get loose and run [shit] like bill skinner

I formulate my rapsperhaps you wanna kick it

There's niggas down my slackyes I'm the baddest when I wreck it

See I'm nicer than the restI guess I gots ta prove it

Ya cruisin for a bruisin if ya bite it when I use it

See I'm quick to shoot the giffand if ya tryin ta stop it

I got mad skills like loose change in my pocket

I drop it from the eastat least I'm gettin mine in

Some niggas gettin jealous cos of the way that I be rhymin

Oohhello therehow the hell are ya? sorry to keep you waitin

It's like nuttin when I'm throwin somethin rougher than menstruation

CrabsI'm followed by a camp like john cougar

Mellentell them punks I put a swellinfor the lords split'cha

I kick tails that tips scales on the ricter

I dip-dip-dob wit more drive than the harlem river

Oh what the hellI smoked a half a el then ? ? ? ?

Pick up my grip then spark the clip and get puffin see

It's back to basics if you're wacked then niggas hate we

Got the knack to freak a track like I was printin in some nations

BoyI'm slipper than soap-on-a-rope

I'm madder than the mad hatter and yabber dabber dope and you can quote...

Chorus

Verse 2: draybooks

Well once again it's the spectacularI checkin the back and ya [fuckin]

Face it

Terrorisin mc's as if my name was jason

I crash 'n' clash emmonster mash em til they suckle

I'm quick to switch up and kick ass like mr. jekyll

I bring it from the gutsmy dj got the cuts

The [shit] that I bringin got'cha swingin on my nuts

I'm not the typical lyrical guy that be a miracle

Drop the type of [shit] that make ya flip and get'cha swivacle

I'm nasty with the verbskidI serve yarip the faucet

My raps they never collapse cos on the trackssee I be bustin like

FireworksI fire jerks scullin then I step

I'm back from hibernation and I'm ween to keep a rep

Give it a rest foolstraight balls of fireboy I'm flyer than a cockpit

Hah I rocks [shit] and knock niggas out the blocks wit

Uncontrollable lyrical motions from my larynx

I'm slickwatch your tip cos my clique might slam ya next

Like booyaano ya not truedon't mean illusion

Kickin a styles til '96taking backs to the future

Plus I'm cool to fuck the brainI drain a 40 for the belly

I'm aimin for the charts just like this was a game of scelli

Plus I'm sinkin shipsdoin whatever makes the blow rock

My crew is givin nothinstuffin chicks without the showtime

When I groove up put your dukes up or catch a oops-up

Sad ya sleazy heart cos this the piece beneath the stepsboy

Chorus to fade