Crazy Z (of Firing Squad) (Ft. THC)

[Verse 1: Z]
I'm not psycho I just go overboard
Intentions are the grandest from me
I'm just like copping 'em overboard
And simplistic statistics so grab it dummy
I'll make a habit of frantic money
To amp it for me like rabbit hunting
And make these bitches gag on orgies
While I'm recording stories of rabbit humping
Suck my dick while I'm at it
Dumping, now flush it for me you ratchet flunky
I write these verses, get mad and jump me
If you don't like the fact my shit stay bumping
I'm decayed comprehension of nonfiction a music junkie
A brainsick busy and the prosecution of this simple music from me

[Chorus 1: T.H.C. (The Head Choppa) & Z]
I know I'm crazy, I'm crazy
My mind is fuckеd up
If dope save me, I'm putting bodiеs in dump trucks
Been gone lately, or wrong maybe pick drugs up
Then overdose 'em and breathe bubble with drug slump
Yeah, I got the mind of a psycho
I got the mind of a psycho

[Bridge 1: Z]
So tell me when you're ready, we can hit 'em with machetes
Don't talk with a psycho, my mind on spiral
Crazy me's the one who ate the meat after I cooked the body on broil speed