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Smokin...Hey![J-Ro]I'm a lik, your a likEverybody on that shitEverybody wanna getAll fucked upI'm a lik, your a likEverybody on that shitEverybody wanna getAll fucked up[J-Ro]Ladies shake it upMackin'-Ro shakedownI shake the groundWhen I roll through your townI shake my glass of cognac with iceI shake diceI shake niggaz with bad adviceBullet comin at ya like rice at a weddingLace you with a fresh white hospital beddingLiks are westcoast veteransYou weak like the BengalsSoft like mangos and rainbowsI train hos to love meOnly gotta rub meI make the whole world wanna pop that bubblyAnd by the way, I'm AlAl-co-holicI act a fool and frolicTill I hurl in the toiletJ-Ro dangerouslyGivin you brain surgeryLike a drunken doctorDrunken mic-rockerThe hos mouth smell like cock, uhI should sock yaAnd lock yaIn a room with nothing but bread and vodka[Ha!][Chorus]Can't you seeI'm losing my mindGoin' CrazyOver this hip-hop, hey!Can't you see thatI'm losing my mind, again(Tash) Say what?Over this hip-hop, hey![Tash]I'm back at-ch yaCa-tash-traSpy master with a deuce-deuceI bump heads with rappersTryin to knock them niggaz screws loseSo come watch the fireworks, believe me its a tripWhile Tash will fry ya extra crispy, like Stevie's on the stripI never rap typicalI might change the topic, thoughRap about the ghetto then I switch to something tropicalFuckin' wit ya opticalsI jump right out ya screenMake your woman do the splits, put a rip up in the jeans'Cuz Calvin Klein'sNo friend of mineBut I be fuckin with his dimes on the billboard signsRhymnes shine like spotlights on inmates at San QuentinE-Swift bang the tracks, make the hottest jams writtenSittin' in the darkFlows sprark the lightIf you drunk while you rappin time to park your micIt's like this, muthafuckersTime for all y'all to peep the flowY'all goin' crazy nowI lost my mind like 3 weeks agoFeelin' like a UFOEverybody stop and stareFresh out the chairOn "Who Wants to be a Millionaire"Time for us to take it therePeep what we showing youYou goin' crazy nowWe know what the fuck you goin' through[Chorus]Can't you seeI'm losing my mindGoin' CrazyOver this hip-hop, hey!Can't you see thatI'm losing my mind, again(J-Ro) Yo!Over this hip-hop, hey![J-Ro]Yo, Swift twist the beat that hit hard like Tyson squabblesAin't a drunk, my motto rowdy as the game moduleMe and my apostles, puff and breathe through nostrilsHoneys peel MilanoWanna ride this colossalMight find me and Tash, in a green El DoradoWith some models that gobbleSouth-side ChicagoMight be poppin' bottlesRocky Mountains, ColoradoOr Harlem worldPoppin' collars up in the ApolloGoin'crazy[Tash]Crazy, crazy, crazyThem niggaz lookin jealous'Cuz y'all niggaz can't blaze mePage me on battle nightWe'll do it via satteliteChannel 2, Pay-per-viewI'll serve you without a micLeave your eyes without a faceDisappear without a traceLast seen in outer-spaceYou all in court without a caseDon't fight itThe Liks is unitedThey say we broke up but every story's two-sided[Nigga...]Can't you seeI'm losing my mindGoin' CrazyOver this hip-hop, hey!Can't you see thatI'm losing my mind, againOver this hip-hop, hey![J-Ro]Niggaz goin' berserkYeah, uh huh, uh huh[Uh huh] uh-huhNiggaz needNiggaz need a new drugOne that don't make ya sickOne that don't make ya throw-upOne that don't make ya sleepyOne that don't make ya beat up on your kidsmore