| Hello Hopsin... | |
| Word on the streets is that you're crazy... | |
| And I honestly believe you are [Hopsin] | |
| Listen, if | |
| I was really crazy | |
| I'd run up inside an orphanage | |
| And torment kids, and beat babies faces with bags of oranges | |
| Fake my origin and tell people that | |
| I was born to sin | |
| I'd go back to filming molested porn again (Yeahhh) | |
| I would murder a nigga then steal his body from whatever morgue it's in | |
| And take it back to an alley to torture it | |
| Study all of the | |
| Freddy Kruegor, | |
| Michael Myers, and | |
| Chuckie horror flicks (Baby is that a knife that you have in your hand?) | |
| Of course it is! | |
| I'd run around crazy like the | |
| Afghans do with some black camp boots wearin' a fuckin' | |
| Batman suit | |
| And scream at bitches like | |
| I'm Fatman | |
| Scoop (C'MERE!) | |
| And tell them to take a deep breath cause this will be their last chance to | |
| I'd hate on everyone who say they gifted (Yup) | |
| Then claim that my brain is missing while sniffing cocaine | |
| And then cut my dick for the | |
| Pain Olympics | |
| If I was crazy | |
| I would go pick up the mic and use it | |
| And tell Dwayne | |
| Carter that | |
| I really like his music (Shit) [Chorus] | |
| But I'm not crazy | |
| I'm just a tad bit strange | |
| I can't control the thoughts that always travel through my brain | |
| Oh no, not my fault | |
| So don't blame me | |
| I swear to you that | |
| I'm not really crazy (Ah!) | |
| Crazy (Ah!) | |
| Crazy [Cryptic Wisdom] | |
| If I was mad | |
| I probably woulda neglected my responsibilities and made society respect it | |
| I'd walk around in a dress with a can of gas | |
| And blow up a mothafucka for laughing with half a match | |
| Dig up all the baby cadavers and grab a basket | |
| And shoot them through every window of every crib that | |
| I'm passing | |
| I'd probably be back a couple hours later to fuck 'em with every bottle | |
| I cut up within my labor | |
| Take a breather, make a haste of it and bounce | |
| To the house that's adjacent and chase everyone out | |
| And take em down | |
| Tell them | |
| I'm the devil and | |
| I'm claiming everybody for a battle that's crazier than my brain is | |
| Grab a chainsaw, blow the fuckin' dust back | |
| Leave it all and still ready me a new blood bath | |
| Run back to the psyche ward | |
| Check my perimeter and get in before anybody knew that | |
| I left [Chorus] [SwizZz] | |
| Yo, I won't lie, | |
| I'm not as crazy as glue | |
| But if I was let me describe all the bullshit | |
| I would do | |
| I'd jack off with sandpaper while | |
| I'm watching the | |
| View Picturing | |
| Whoopi bald headed stroking cock with her boobs! | |
| I'll throw babies in dryers | |
| Strangle tweakers that fidgit | |
| Contract H | |
| IV willfully, just to purposely get it | |
| I'd mug mothers on wellfare | |
| Swim in gallons of gas | |
| Meander to the batting cage and use my dick for a bat! (SHIT!) | |
| If I was derranged, | |
| I'd cop me a chain | |
| Make it rain like | |
| Washington and throw a stripper some change | |
| Make her work it on the floor, pussy pop on a handstand | |
| Lick her dirty snatch and film it all on my webcam (Oh yeah!) | |
| Honestly I'd be itching for gunplay | |
| I'll cock the .45 and shoot up church on a | |
| Sunday I'll hi-jack a plane while it's still on the runway | |
| Blow up the stewardess and take the passengers' chump change! [Chorus] |
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