A B C D E F G H I J K L M N O P Q R S T U V W X Y Z #

3X KRAZY lyrics : "The Sickness"

Right back at cha!
Uh, 3 Times!
Let these fools know they $#&@in wit... MOBB LIFE!

You know, B.A., Mr. Kamakazie
Keek Da Sneak, Sneaky One
Ager Man, my boy

3 Times.

Verse 1 *(Ager Man)*


First off all
I got no time for these (*##$es thats smilin all in my face

these ^!$$%s like (*##$es be fake,
from head to toe laced up wit hate, ^!$$%
I'm a playa!

Ridin, cuz fake ^!$$%s be scary liers
runnin tired
got me strapped up in a zone to open fire

you got killas, we got killas to play the game of cash
too many softies tryin to copy, but now I'm up in they $$#
see mama raised me to be a leader, so mutha $#&@a follow me

when the funk go down we ridin' deep,
wit a, I got you, an a you get me
fear no man but God, so if it's on, its on

cowards can come an get ya, but I'ma get ya later on
I'm all bout me an mine
$#&@ the snitches, $#&@ the (*##$es

keep an out when we ride
cuz we on a mission for riches
^!$$% feel this, laced up by realas, dealas an killas

that give a $#&@ about ya feelin's, cuz ^!$$% its strictly business
^!$$% what? Back up off me you softie
I'm a cold piece of work like a dope fiend when

you (*##$ ^!$$%s try to cross me

Chorus 2x *(Keek Da Sneak)*


The Sickness of a million ^!$$%s
envy the enemy

the remedy ??? ??? leave ya mind froze
an blind fold, an tied up in a truck
that says THREE TIMES! fa ya mind hoe

an they find foes in a Cutlass sweet.
Destruction of East.


Verse 2 *(Keek Da Sneak)*

K-R-A-Z-Y just $#&@in' it up everytime

it's trip gold an shine
(an I...) keeps my nine
you gettin robbed ^!$$%

I put that on the Mobb ^!$$%
so don't be slippin
hatin an seregatin an thought them youngstas wasn't trippin

Do G's get to go?
When the weapons hit the spot
an all you damn impersonators gotta pay

get $#&@ed wit an A-K
(*##$ you bit it
on the verge ???

no longer ready
see yous a poodle
an when you see them ^!$$%s betta up ya %#@!

an yous a ???
jew-els an ???
Burbons an Harleys

reported stolen, you (*##$es so ^!$$%s is ridin' Charlie
lavishly coordinated, this family tree
Paraph!@#^ia 2 Tha M.O.B.

got it tatted on my stomach
Three Times! When I run it
An

that's what I'm sizzilin gettin them bucks
an aint no (*##$ gettin free $#&@
it's A.O.B. for the Nine-say whaaa??!!

In the cut
throw out my dezzle
tryin' to get off the hizzle
til the next ^!$$% rizzle
what the $#&@ he talkin' bout 'pull pistols'?

What fizzle?
You gotta minute
pulled him over, I shot his $$#
two left, so I bounced in
wanna hit the bomb? (*##$ hold ya breath.


Chorus 2x

Verse 3 *(Bart)*


^!$$% what?
We come out the cuts an $#&@ %#@! up like straight mobbstas
^!$$%s is dyin to die but ready to ride like Face Mobbstas
boy, ya feelin this gangsta paradise?
Dealin we shakin the dice an watch you end it wit yo life

we sold a gang a buddah
like ???
you juss a cutie, you actin like them groupies
so you dyin to tell a hoochie
juss a bootsie ^!$$%
I hate ^!$$%s thats down to rape ^!$$%s wit (*##$es

you steadily stackin ya chips but bumpin ya gums to all them (*##$es
^!$$% I know you love to hate us
boy ya should wake up
before we touch ya $#&@in face up like mascara make-up
we stackin more chips than in casinos
dippin' in Reno
mad cuz we pocketed all them C-Notes

^!$$% crack some cee-low
shoot ya shottie an get forgotten
cuz me an my peoples gon get ya peoples an gets to mobbin.

Chorus 2x

*(Swoop G)*


Mobb juss like a muta $#&@in body blow or sumpthin
no hittin ^!$$% wit this, 3 Times %#@!!
You know, can you handle it?
Cuz a mutha $#&@a might fold up an fumble
Ooops!
Steppin on ^!$$%s, you know

crawlin on ^!$$%s, but then we steppin now
Sucka $$#!!

Submit Corrections