I need sum... (said I need somebody... OOo why) Oohh whyy... when I met you that nite baby Didn't know it woulnt last... I gave my love to you hunny... Wish I
route You box, I shoot glocks, we just don't compare in a bout A shot caller I'm airin' you out A boss baller Crooked I, you know I'm wearing Cartier
knew that I was cuckoo I'm in a GTA, I got them thangs on me I'm in a GTA, but I ain't Gay Tony A menace to society I'm MCH homie The killa gorilla apes
I walked into the firearm store, tried to buy the entire shelf to jackers out to acquire wealth I fire shells, while ya yell, I serve ya like the hired
I feel your pain I feel your pain I know your going through a thang Everything will be okay The sun shines after rain Hey, I feel your pain I know your
Mobsters In It.. Wait A Minute, I'm Above The Law I Aint A Painter, But I Love To Draw Can I Thug Wid Yall.. Ughh Yea, Yea I'm Black Superman Blap Blap
Get it right I see you motherfuckers, I see you over there And I know you wanna fuck with me I got my eyes on you suckers But I don't really care Cause
homie Get it right I see you mothafuckas, I see you over there And I know you wanna fuck with me I got my eyes on you suckas But I don't really care
line I spit game like Pat O'Brien, big thangs, I don't plan on dyin' My nick name is Spit flame, quick aim, I keep my hand on iron And I don't really
backwards cats amaze me Nope, I don't feel you fags Money in the safe but I gotta fill new bags I don't feel too bad, got beef holla I'll put money on
untill you're through stressing, DAMN!!! [Chorus: Crooked I] I know you stressing homey You need blessing homey I've been there before Life is hard, I know (I
I know I keep guns under my shirt I love the street life, But that there love is a curse And I when I think about livin without you (Baby, I love you)
's Sly Boogy, I'm Crooked I and we ride - you know? And I'm Death Row, heartless and lethal You seen Menace to Society, I should start in the sequel Yeeah
the adam's apple I never understood why they was hatin' on Crook' It's all just good 'cause the whole 'hood was waitin' on Crook' I don't battle rap groups I
then me Cause in particularly I get figures like I'm flippin' some D?? I don't know whatchu claim but I'm pro wit' the aim Nigga the Crooked'll put a
full of soldiers ready to die for me Tramautized by the game so my life's been raw No regard for a coward so nigga fuck the law I get's my smash on and
I was wit it pistols would Bang Bang I put shellys in Ya fitted Fuck It I frontlined it Got in to beef behind it the comeback, I was blinded the contrack I
back! [Chorus x3: Crooked I & Phobia] Death Row's back (here we go again) Death Row's back (you better get off the Block nigga) [Verse 1: Crooked I