comin' thru

comin thru' with my crew like this, aah, i'm with my crew like this, well yo, it's 1995 this the way my crew troop, i be the krayzie drayzie come to put'cha on the scoop, like, to be a rapper nowadays is real handy, that's why all these niggas wanna be down like brandy, they huffin 'n' puffin but still ain't sayin nuffin, i see dem bluffin, they full of shit like stuffin, uh, without rehearsal my style is universal, and i been drinkin st.ives before dem commercials, i puff a l everytime i gotta write a jam, so i can climb the fuckin charts like spiderman, yo yo, i be the books but don't confuse me with scholastic, boy, i'll still sink your head like i was st.john the baptist, spot-blower especially when i'm not sober, twisted in the head i'm seein red like october, yo, the jibber-jabber, ain't a livin rapper deeper, who get looser than the leaves up in my fucking trapper keeper, flavor like twice so you better rise up, read the off-the-wall styles like ya game of flys up, yo brother, i'm bout to shove another, blunt, where i chew-talk this new york undercover, and i don't have pity, more raps than rap city, got styles out the ass so call my raps shitty, comin thru', comin thru' with my crew like this, aah, i'm with my crew like this, i'm bringin it back with my niggy, it's goin down no diggy, i riggity rock the miggity mic and got dreds like ziggy, marley, don't own a harley, yo what they call me?, kiggity krayzie drayzie on the mic so what you want g?, i'm rantin and ravin, still misbehavin, see i be causin trouble even since i started shavin, this ain't craig mack but black you know the flave, i briggity break that ass up just like super dave, i'm kiggity comin with that gang starr like guru, i put it thru you, ya stinkity stink like doo doo, giggity guess who next up on deck for wreck?, shit is on and my palms don't sweat, forty days and nights get in some fights, to get this style piece an order for this water mic slaughter, dat ass tried to slip a fast one by me, claimin to represent the murderers like johnny, cochrane, but ain't no stoppin when i'm diggity droppin, for the forgotten, the low down dirty rotten, juvenile delinquents cause i still stink with ghetto flavour, distortin my behaviour, toots, i'm in it for the panties, fuck the grammys, it's the books, style underground, lounge with the crooks on some ol' major look-type shit, and when i come thru i'm with my crew like this, comin thru' with my crew like this, aah, i'm with my crew like this