Grindstone - CRAZY WORK ! Lyrics

I'm not a surgeon
I can't give you heart
It's urgent that I say this before we start
Runners on your marks.
Hands in my pocket
Clutchin my wallet walking
Mini baseball bat tucked and stop the talkin
And get to chalkin'
And get to chalkin'
Wake up in the morning feeling so refreshed
I'm so blessed
Yea yea
Wake up in the morning feeling so refreshed
I'm so blessed
Yea yea
Me and my bitch got a safe worrrrrd!
But choke a chump out. Send him to his makerrrr
Pimpin like a toll booth
F*ck a haterrr
Scrub 'em out with a loofah it's the truth I speak
That's my shit
Dookie 'tween two feet
Address the 85 percent
1985 beat
I sense the scent of defeat
Where the rubber meets road
This fresh for the street
Like a crease in ya clothes
Quit sniffing broken windows up ya nose
Do a liver cleanse nigga
Then strike a pose
Yea you know I'm used to scoopin to all the hoes
Bitches witness defenseless
I say "Freeze", they froze
Crazy work
Crazy work
Crazy work, ain't it
Crazy work
Catch him like a croc him by his crocs
And drag him through the mud
Blood on my tongue
His neck under my thumb at the scene of the crime
Punk, I'm goin for mine
Let's get 'em this time
Hard times
It's crime du jour
Early morning evidence blunt force is pure
The game's bleak
When you torch your source
To keep it short,
They're unplugging life support
Hard times
It's crime du jour
On acrimony, homie come up short
Defenseless
God will beat you senseless
Nigga, don't say I ain't warn your ass
Driving super slow up Florida Ave
I'm speaking with my spine so ignore the laugh
T st, H st, the DC zoo
Uptown, cross the water, Howard U
US dollar is on a ventilator
Market's full of vagrants
Trying to penetrate her with my parfum fragrance
I put in crazy work!!!!
Crazy work
Crazy work
Crazy work
Wake up in the morning feeling so refreshed
I'm so blessed
Yea yea
Wake up in the morning feeling so refreshed
I'm so blessed
Yea yea
Stay with me
Stay with me
Hold on, hold on
Pop that stuff like yeaaa
Hit you with the disrespect
In your Nike Tech
Let whole song play
If you dumb
Don't like me yet
You might just be too young
On yo hypebeast set
Just don't be like your idols
And sell your hole for a check
Hard times
It's crime du jour
Early morning evidence blunt force is pure
The game's bleak
When you torch your source
To keep it short, they're unplugging life support
That's crazy work
In my b-boy stance
Crazy work