It's a Craze (feat. Mobb Deep)

The Alchemist

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    When I say fuck all y'all, I want y'all to say fuck all y'all
    You ready? Are y'all ready?
    Say fuck all y'all (fuck all y'all)
    Fuck all y'all (fuck all y'all)
    Fuck all y'all (fuck all y'all)
    Say fuck all y'all (fuck all y'all)
    Say fuck all y'all (fuck all y'all)
    Say fuck all y'all (fuck all y'all)
    Say fuck all y'all (fuck all y'all)

    Everybody love it, it's a craze
    Everybody love it

    That real street shit when it's from the heart
    Don't be going talking out your ass, you'll get torn apart
    Separated like a foster kid, metal will spark
    People tell the difference from our styles like fine art
    Never share my plans with a hoe, know how bitches talk
    Where we digging your grave, body surrounded by white chalk
    Get a load of these cowards, you know he frontin'
    While his heart is smaller then the 50 bags that we dumping
    And vanilla dutch is my click, ain't nothing to fuck with
    My pipe remind these bitches of guns that I be busting
    Lay 'em out, sippin' the stout, swallowing v is nothing
    I'm a g but with an o in the front, I ain't a youngin'
    I'm a grown ass man, the pound is like a pops
    Grounding you little fucks, wetting your tonka truck
    You better get armored up; if it's drama, we follow up
    Me without the guns? You crazier than a jar of dust, muthafuckas

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    It's a craze, everybody love it
    (Everybody love it)
    It's a craze, everybody love it
    (Yo yo)
    It's a craze, everybody love it
    (Everybody love it)
    It's a craze, everybody love it
    (Yeah, dunn)

    Ayo, it's like a fresh air, just take it all in
    Goddamn, it feel good when I hear this shit
    Reminds me of my gun, reminds me of death
    Just when you think everything's good, that's when everything flips
    Bullets take a second to hit, it happened so quick
    And everything stops right there... That's it
    All we know it's the sad parts and foul endings
    We ain't planning on living long, just getting long money while we living
    Looks like it's getting hot now, fellas
    Time to step it up a few more notches with our self, meaning
    It's no playing at all, it's no sleep
    It's not a song we can't top, it's not a problem for us to do these
    It be all stuck tryna squeeze
    Their brain but they still can't fuck with Mobb Deep
    (Yo, what's the word?) you ain't heard, we done blasted off
    Now they got a crush on us, they don't like it, they false

    It's a craze, everybody love it
    (Everybody love it)
    It's a craze, everybody love it
    It's a craze, everybody love it
    (Everybody love it)
    It's a craze, everybody love it

    Just throw your hands in the air
    And wave 'em like you just don't care
    And if you down with mobb deep
    Let me hear you say oh, yeah (oh, yeah)
    Oh, yeah (oh, yeah)
    Oh, yeah (oh, yeah)
    Oh, yeah (oh, yeah)
    Yeah, infamous mobb deep

    It's a craze, everybody love it
    It's a craze, everybody love it
    It's a craze, everybody love it
    It's a craze, everybody love it
    It's a craze, everybody love it
    It's a

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