One Crazy Day
 

*chorus*
think back of a crazy day, and remember what u did//
fuck it could be from last night, till when u was a kid//
did it turn out to plan, or was ya shit fucked up//
well tell me what u would do, if u had this shit happened to ur luck//
buck buck would u open up or would u scream//
would u handle yo shit like a man, or split tha scene//
its easy to say right now how u would react//
so what if this shit happened to u, could u take that//

*Raz*
ayo i went ta tha store ta pickup some mo' liquor//
cop caught me wittoutta sticker so i proceded ta drive mo' quicker//
ran outta gas and saw this fat bitch wita car, so i planned on ta trick her//
told her ta get outta tha car kuz i wanted ta get wit her//
when she got out i decided ta kick her, and take her car//
had ta get somewhere fast and quik, kuz member i'm gettin chased by tha law//
well that fat bitch got some crazy ideas when i made her fall//
kuz she was lookin at me like i was a hamburger, and comin at me like a wreckin ball//
hell nah, that bitch can go to mcdonalds and get a big mac//
rolled down tha window threw out a wrapper, it knocked her out on contact//
take that i stuck my head out and started ta looked back//
that fat bitch had to much colesteral, and had a heart attack//
bablin "jus one mo' snack", i thought dayum this like david and golaith//
fuck if tha convience store ran outta twinkies thay woulda been a roit//
but i bet 7-11 is mad kuz i jus killed off thay best client//
but fuck a towl head, i know one of those bitches don't wanna get voilent//

*Caseblaze*
Cause I turn into a tyrant//Don't wanna hear shit - leave all them bitches silent//
But I snapped back to reality by the sound of the siren//
"Pull over, we won't shoot", but I know they lyin'//
I ran a red light and they started firin'//
Three hit my window and one took out my back tire n'//
I tried to stay calm, but started perspirin'//
All this shit over a sticker they was requirin'//
Nigga what have you gotten in?//
Prison I'ma be rotten in//
I can't do a five to ten//
I aint built like that//
I reached under the seat and put my hand on my gat//
Though my tire was flat, I was ready to pop them cats//
Hopped out the stolen jag and loudly start poppin back//
But the cops had more bullets and they laid me flat//
Took six to the ribs two to the head, one to the back//
Normally I'd blame the shit on being black//
But this time I gotta blame it on expired tags//

*chorus*
think back of a crazy day, and remember what u did//
fuck it could be from last night, till when u was a kid//
did it turn out to plan, or was ya shit fucked up//
well tell me what u would do, if u had this shit happened to ur luck//
buck buck would u open up or would u scream//
would u handle yo shit like a man, or split tha scene//
its easy to say right now how u would react//
so what if this shit happened to u, could u take that//

*Raz*
Tried ta sike myself and say tha wounds was jet lag//
or i was jus hallusonatin over those shrooms and weed i jus had//
but that woulda been bad, kuz tha cops is all over tha scene//
don't thay care i was jus wounded hell no thay wanna know if i'm clean//
got me lookin like swiss cheese but fuck i still decided ta get mean//
one of tha cops looked into my eyes and saw da gleam//
and when i reached fo' tha strap, thay knew i turned into a new human being//
thay thought i was unloaded, but on my side i had another clip//
grabbed tha chief, and said "muhfuckaz let me give u a lil tip"//
"i hope ya'll know ya gotta brother ready ta set trip"//
"tryin ta give me a sentence, hell no i ain't having it"//
pulled tha trigga and started clappin it, while havin a head rush//
in all of this shit, i heard a lil voice that said, "is there nethang we can discuss"//
"why u trippin wit this fuss, it's just a lil ticket u can take tha bus"//
lil stupid prick, i didn't like what he was sayin so i started ta bust//
now he outta luck, shoulda thought what he was sayin before he opened up//
this shits kinda fucked up, all over a lil tequila and sum'n ta chase it up//
now i'm all outta ammo, and facing grand theft, and manslaughter//
fuck if i get one phone call, i'mma holla at johnny cockern fo' my lawyer//

*chorus*
think back of a crazy day, and remember what u did//
fuck it could be from last night, till when u was a kid//
did it turn out to plan, or was ya shit fucked up//
well tell me what u would do, if u had this shit happened to ur luck//
buck buck would u open up or would u scream//
would u handle yo shit like a man, or split tha scene//
its easy to say right now how u would react//
so what if this shit happened to u, could u take that//

FEED BACK WANTED............................................ .................Let me know what cha think of this piece

I read some parts of this....It was nice, you should make this into an audio

ya i got tha beat i just need to get my shit together and it's done....................More feedback

Tight shit Raz , you paint a pretty picture with your words , I like your style. I got a vision in my mind how it would sound , But would like to hear the author put it to a beat one of these days.

I like the chorus too , Reminds me of some crazy days

Nice technician , you got skills

thanx for tha luv dawg....ya beat is crazy...real gangsta like wit tha piano and thumpin bass....oh ya i gotta club banger i'mma put on here on audio l8er keep ya eyes pealed for that....

anyone else gonna comment on this song..........................?

Feed back is well appriciated....................................... ....

keep ya head up

^I agree

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topic was well explored usin nice vocab,some wordplay and multies,tha flow was also fleunt and i liked this shit.

Hit mine up dawg.

P.S PM me bout what u pm'd me about.

Peace