It’s a given, it’s a given
Never take a day off like I’m Ripken
Yeah my studio the 96' Bulls
You can bet my microphone is Scottie Pippen
Oh yeah, I bet you all predicted that
Auto-pilot on the ceiling I don’t see the dash
Playin frisbee with a mountain clouds kiss my ass
Cartagena lounging bumpin' Teddy Pendergrass
Bella say, bella say she want a vino
Jumping off the jet like she Geno
Sean Connery is what the fans calling me Something like James Dean mixed with Al Pacino
New year baby play this song after the count down
Every line I spit is monte cristo
Rolling with the tide I ain’t talking Alamaba
Every line I spit is Helen Keller
(Chorus)
When I go crazy
You know baby
Every time you see me You think something’s wrong
You ain’t got to worry
When I’m back at home
Hold up, hold up Break it down
When I go crazy
You know baby
Every time you see me You think something’s wrong
You ain’t got to worry
When I’m back at home
Hold up, hold up Break it down
(Verse 2)
Yeah she say, «baby how you do that?»
I ride with my boys like we Hunter S. Thompson, Johnny Depp and Cusack yeah
Holy shit baby I’m spazzin' on super sport Matthew my first name
Going up so she can touch on my middle initial and last name
It’s a given, it’s a given
I’m Mike Tyson hitting y’all with the feelin'
I be rolling with a full deck
No jokers I don’t tolerate the bullshit
Serving heaters like
Like you playing ball with Stockton
More knowledge more problems
Each line I spit is like a 12 gauge shot
This beat outlined in chalk every song saying, «caution»
(Chorus)
When I go crazy
You know baby
Every time you see me You think something’s wrong
You ain’t got to worry
When I’m back at home
Hold up, hold up Break it down
When I go crazy
You know baby
Every time you see me You think something’s wrong
You ain’t got to worry
When I’m back at home
Hold up, hold up Break it down
When I go crazy
You know baby
Every time you see me You think something’s wrong
You ain’t got to worry
When I’m back at home
When I go crazy
You know baby
Every time you see me You think something’s wrong
You ain’t got to worry
When I’m back at home
Hold up, hold up Break it down