Times R Gettin Crazy Mac Dre

Awe, yeah
Mac Dre
From the brain
They don’t know nothing about this type of music, mayne
So-so dope
Check it out…

[Verse 1]
1991 can’t leave my house without packing my gun
'cus nowadays things ain't so clean
You either end up dope dealing or being a dope fiend
Too much stress on a young man’s brain
Smoking that dank to deal with the pain
Much love for the brothers in the crew
But who in the crew will be here in ’92?

Every damn day I see more
Brothers getting killed or thrown in a trunk
Dope fiend mothers sellin sex
Welfare mother’s waiting for checks
Pops in the bathroom shooting Hop
Tell me, my brothers, where does it stop?
I got to get a grip, can’t let it phase me
I’m staying strong, 'cus times are getting crazy

[Hook]
Times are getting crazy {crazy, crazy, crazy}
Times are getting crazy
Times are getting crazy
Times are getting crazy
Times are getting crazy {crazy, crazy}
Times are getting crazy!