G-Box Da Smoke - Crazy (Light Up)

Smoke is the man of the hour, worship no man only God
Blow a gram of that sour phonies get shown who they are
Burn tires smoke in the ride blowin' gas in the car
I'm so different u fuckin wit me tryna reach wen I'm far
I kill em all n let me know who I am
It's the smoke I'm from a place niggaz controlling the land, ownin' the land
Damn I take my place wit a goal and a plan
Fiends love it they come around like it's dope in ma hands damn
Be cautious wit the air I'm a virus thinkin u sick as me
Yea ma patience is lethal check out ma mini me
Compare me to the greatest these haters wish they could be me
I'm diesel when it comes wit this music I'm dr evil
Smoke I do it for my people, from the south to east coast
A villain in the flesh, smoke is not a hero
A good guy wit some bad ways, had days
Wishin' for the stars till ma nigga told me that crime pays
I'm loco homie ma mind twist
Got a bitch from savannah came thru wit five chicks
Hop out the Beamer I'm doper fresh in ma Nike kicks
I'm David blaine on these bitches call it a mind trick
Hands move faster than eye smoke be the guy, don't try
U walk by ma bitch Nina sing u a lullaby
Reach for the skies do more than wat it takes
It's the smoke bitch I never paid more than what I make
New York to Jersey they listen word to ma nigga Bleek
Smoke will be the one to catch a body part of ma technique
Dolo wen I move my demeanor will keep u ten feet
Grim reaper my style will leave u decease
Read between the lines I get slick wen I paint the picture
U don't feel my emotions, I bet the pain will get ya
Yea if u got it I'm on your ass
Every blunt is another blunt smoke it like it's my last

Written by:
Kwabena Boateng

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