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Flesh-N-Bone - Crazy by the Flesh lyrics
Chorus: Made by the, ah, Flesh (flesh, flesh, flesh, flesh) (the Flesh, the Flesh) [Flesh-N-Bone] Slowly, slowly, seep inside you, open up wide deep in your mental, Flesh'll get you mesmerized Must I force you to realize eyes, they crazy by the Flesh And it be test or tried, even if they (gonna fight) And the Afta Maff, when I'm on, go on home It ain't shit, thought you knew me 'til I made it know Nothin' to pick up the gauge, explosion, blown Contend with the fifth dog, never could anyone check how I'm servin' for the C-L-E Get took to the streets, and the thugsta down on the St. Clair Hit up ya S-C-T, when I'm hangin', swangin' with the G's Give each other peace, pass around my fifth of rum Everybody talkin' shit and steady reminiscin' on back in the days how we used to roll bankroll fold Nigga makin' his money, daily double It's the reason why you're countin' stacks If a psycho ?; gonna break lose Nigga test, and come rippin' through the tracks They packin' a gat, and you're not just in case of a jack If you didn't you done, snatched In a little while no daylight, won't be fun No wonder if you slippin', you hung Some run, tryin' to get away say can't escape from a thugsta trailer So many victims, had to leave 'em (smellin') for yellin' I kill 'em and hop in the smug start bailin' back on the strip by twelve Might as well, set up shop 'til them coppers come up Tryin' to raid off my organization, runnin' shit all through the nation Just thought he would straight up try to set up the mission that me on Chorus [Flesh-N-Bone] Hold still, bitch If you slippin', you bet h |
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