It’s a Craze The Alchemist (Ft. Mobb Deep)

[Intro]
When I say "Fuck all y'all," I want y'all to say "Fuck all y'all"
You ready? Are y'all ready?
Say "Fuck all y'all" (Fuck all y'all)
"Fuck all y'all" (Fuck all y'all)
"Fuck all y'all" (Fuck all y'all)
Say "Fuck all y'all" (Fuck all y'all)
Say "Fuck all y'all" (Fuck all y'all)
Say "Fuck all y'all" (Fuck all y'all)
Say "Fuck all y'all" (Fuck all y'all)

[Chorus: Sample]
"Everybody love it, it's a craze"
"Everybody love it"

[Verse 1: Havoc]
That real street shit when it's from the heart
Don't be going talking out your ass, you'll get torn apart
Separated like a foster kid, metal will spark
People tell the difference from our styles like fine art
Never share my plans with a hoe, know how bitches talk
Where we digging your grave, body surrounded by white chalk
Get a load of these cowards, you know he frontin'
While his heart is smaller then the 50 bags that we dumping
And vanilla dutch is my click, ain't nothing to fuck with
My pipe remind these bitches of guns that I be busting
Lay 'em out, sippin' the Stout, swallowing V is nothing
I'm a G but with an O in the front, I ain't a youngin'
I'm a grown ass man, the pound is like a pops
Grounding you little fucks, wetting your Tonka truck
You better get armored up; if it's drama, we follow up
Me without the guns? You crazier than a jar of dust, muthafuckas