Everybody's Crazy

[Verse 1] Peace, peace Yo, Nasir Bin Olu Dara Visqu Allah Fist full of dollars in a dice game, God D&G glasses, cloth Kangols, guided by angels With white wings – Nas the Viking, fresh to my ankles Thankful Gangster see gangster do, I'm Langston Hughes predecessor Gun in my dresser, slang I use upset college professors More knowledge than Webster dictionary, obituary column plus sign 'em The first fake rapper murdered for rhyming The jig is up, gut 'em like fish, Swiss cheese 'em up My wrist is freezing up, sick of these ducks on my hiatus Poking out their chest like they tall as sky scrapers But they small like a shanty in a African village Soft as cotton candy, we assassins and killers Let the shottie off in club floors, pellets spray your familia You screaming like you love war [Chorus] Everybody's crazy (Yeah) And somebody's gon' get shot – Get robbed, get done, get stomped, get dropped Ladies love thugs and my thugs love hip hop Thugs love ladies and ladies, they love hip hop But everybody's crazy And somebody's gon' get shot – Get robbed, get done, get stomped, get dropped Ladies love thugs and my thugs love hip hop [Verse 2] Peace – fuck you with a fist in yo' ass You pussy with yeast, you shook of the street, you a Sisqó fag You know bloodbaths, I makes 'em – fake thugs, I hate 'em 8 slugs, I'm bustin', no discussion or waiting 'Cause now, instead of coke rhymes, it's laying No analog, it's digital, criminals turned rapper Times is changing, niggas gettin' flashier – houses more plusher Bitches giving ass up at ages more younger Hands on the clock keep turning, hands on a Glock, they keep squeezing Bullets stop in your sternum, they stop you from breathing I'm light years far Your mouth get all white when I'm near you, I frighten your heart I want you to watch me, notice, stare, look closely Feel I'm who you 'posed to be – real, I know it hurts you Soldiers approach you You wanna squash it, you older than most dudes All on Nas dick, you and your whole crew – but... [Chorus] Everybody's crazy (Yeah) And somebody's gon' get shot – Get robbed, get done, get stomped, get drop Ladies love thugs and my thugs love hip hop Thugs love ladies and ladies, they love hip hop But everybody's crazy And somebody's gon' get shot – Get robbed, get done, get stomped, get drop Ladies love thugs and my thugs love hip hop [Verse 3] Peace I know where niggas sleep It's too many schemes – too many plots War cost money, and man, I got too many spots Hungry niggas get tutored to thinking new shit to come up Killers fuck with killers, you sleeping, you getting stuck up Not me, y'all not ready, I'm low, but I be watching We all connected, so my man knows your man Your man knows my fam They was cool when they was locked up Beat cases, now niggas is back on the block – what Brothers is taking secret routes when they drive Tinted windows, ears to the streets, stay on their job Peep niggas that got prices on their head so high Their main niggas'll take the contract, surprise So we play a mental game, intimidation Got pussy niggas getting pressed up on and paying I wish these niggas would step up, wait for the day and Since I'm famous, they thinking assault rifles won't be spraying Whoever thinking coming for my vault or the safe I got some niggas with acid, get it thrown in your face Play dirty, catch your moms in J-30 Whatever, whodie, we all crazy, we all 7:30 now [Chorus] Everybody's crazy (Yeah) And somebody's gon' get shot – Get robbed, get done, get stomped, get drop Ladies love thugs and my thugs love hip hop Thugs love ladies and ladies, they love hip hop But everybody's crazy And somebody's gon' get shot – Get robbed, get done, get stomped, get drop Ladies love thugs and my thugs love hip hop