all night long, she just keeps callin' me She says she'll kill herself if I try to let her go Somebody pray for me 'cause I'm stuck with a crazy ho
for life Guns(check) Girls(check)Come on We aint done yet Got a lot to handle We taking over the world Yeah Were an army Better yet, a navy Better yet, crazy
brought on by a song But now you're gone, and time marches on And I will never forget, never forget you Never forget, never forget you Those crazy times
, baby blue The highway is for gamblers, you better use your sense Take what you have gathered from coincidence The empty handed painter from your streets Is drawing crazy
Queen Bee, so you best take heed Shall I proceed? Yes indeed! I'ma throw shade, if I can't get paid Blow you up to your girl like the Army grenade You
Come on, come on You think you drive me crazy Well come on, come on You and whose army? You and your cronies Come on, come on Holy Roman Empire Come
I'll slow down the rhyme. So they can understand I' m filled with so much anger and pain, and if I drop, then I'll explode like a army grenade in
sure you're stayin' in line Me twenty two is no fun So let me play with me nine I'm steppin'with the Enterpri$e My only army brigade, and if I drop
bought a Mercedes, a crib for my babies And lately got him running from Lady Death, still I'm shady Okay, they say he schizophrenic and crazy Back in
' But the answer remains to be a question He lived his life in a lie I guess you only get a minute to pray, and a second to die It was crazy how it happened
Shit is too too crazy...listen god bad luck like I ran and fucked a voo-doo lady/ Every other week I'm in handcuffs..stack somethin, loose somethin,
death is gon' come Dave taught me how to flow, they shot him in the head Randy ass was there, now he runnin' scared Some say I'm gangsta, some say, I'm crazy
em off, play the golf course Disappear like AIDS Yellow fo wit the Polo plaid pants And ever since New Orleans I've been comin' through Queens Coppin' weed and crazy
with that Lean Smoke nuthin but Irene Them hoes going crazy when I'm on the scene Racks on the way busting out them jeans I keep the head of my army,
greater this song goes out to my haters what's up hater do you remember me? sod money game guess i'm master ? shall i ?i can wait for my fans to .. army
crowds me and Snoop draw is niggaz from Crenshaw From Long Beach to South Central Whoa, not these niggaz again These grown ass ignorant men with hair triggers again You and what army
on a plane now, eatin their food and their baked beans I'm twenty-eight, they gon' Take you 'fore they take me Crazy insane, or insane crazy? When I
me in waitin' they gon' lock me up under the basement I'm a one man army, marine and navy you done made me angry I'm crazy, insane, and maybe I bite
