Lyric Prozac
Stop as I drop this bomb
Blow up this place like another Vietnam
I m heavy like a Holyfield blow to the dome
Back up son, now give me room, give me room
I set it off like this, don t give it up (uh)
I m all up in you till you just can t get enough
I m Real hard to the bone you want more
I sneak up on you like a sniper at your back door
Phat flavor for your brain you know the time
So check the wrath it s for real cause I m gonna get mine
I roll up on you like Eastwood
I m blowing up fifteens as I m riding through your neighborhood
I spreads butter like Parkay
Real smooth with the flow and even when I parlay
Do what you feel and check the skill
I m in your grill, peep this - I got the raw deal
And in your Jeep Cherokee or Land Cruiser
When you re rolling through the hood I know you re gonna use a
Track like this all up in your eardrum
So pump the E.Q. and let the speakers hum
We gets crazy like Prozac
Hype enough to start a party and illy have a heart attack
We gets crazy like Prozac
Hype enough to start a party and illy have a heart attack
We gets crazy like Prozac
Hype enough to start a party and illy have a heart attack
We gets crazy like Prozac
Hype enough to start a party and illy have a heart attack
Go and check it I think it s time to wreck it
Here I come again with my stuff, so let s test it
I m cool like the ice, or vanilla, hear my flavor
Freezin up the mic, I hit you with somethin you can savor
No slippin, no stonein, I am gettin to the point
So hit the mad ism and light another joint
The easy like stylist with a kick when I m kicking
No tripping, I m hitting, so get a good grip in
Get with a style I be using, and there s no dissin
And here s a quick lesson - I carry a Smith and Wesson
Listen up close and there ll be no confusion
Now you re addicted to mentally abusing
Word to the mother I m hear to tear it up
And if you can t get with it, I don t give a fu_k
So run to your crew and tell them I am hear
This here is for the people
We gets crazy like Prozac
Hype enough to start a party and illy as a heart attack
We gets crazy like Prozac
Hype enough to start a party and illy as a heart attack
We gets crazy like Prozac
Hype enough to start a party and illy as a heart attack
We gets crazy like Prozac
Hype enough to start a party and illy as a heart attack
Oh yeah!
Oh yeah!
It s the funky rhyme killer
The dope song thriller
Get your a_s back, before you get caps in ya
It s the funky rhyme killer
The dope song thriller
Get your a_s back, before you get caps in ya
It s the funky rhyme killer
The dope song thriller
Get your a_s back, before you get caps in ya
We gets crazy like Prozac
Hype enough to start a party and illy have a heart attack
We gets crazy like Prozac
Hype enough to start a party and illy have a heart attack
We gets crazy like Prozac
Hype enough to start a party and illy have a heart attack
We gets crazy like Prozac
Hype enough to start a party and illy have a heart attack
Blow up this place like another Vietnam
I m heavy like a Holyfield blow to the dome
Back up son, now give me room, give me room
I set it off like this, don t give it up (uh)
I m all up in you till you just can t get enough
I m Real hard to the bone you want more
I sneak up on you like a sniper at your back door
Phat flavor for your brain you know the time
So check the wrath it s for real cause I m gonna get mine
I roll up on you like Eastwood
I m blowing up fifteens as I m riding through your neighborhood
I spreads butter like Parkay
Real smooth with the flow and even when I parlay
Do what you feel and check the skill
I m in your grill, peep this - I got the raw deal
And in your Jeep Cherokee or Land Cruiser
When you re rolling through the hood I know you re gonna use a
Track like this all up in your eardrum
So pump the E.Q. and let the speakers hum
We gets crazy like Prozac
Hype enough to start a party and illy have a heart attack
We gets crazy like Prozac
Hype enough to start a party and illy have a heart attack
We gets crazy like Prozac
Hype enough to start a party and illy have a heart attack
We gets crazy like Prozac
Hype enough to start a party and illy have a heart attack
Go and check it I think it s time to wreck it
Here I come again with my stuff, so let s test it
I m cool like the ice, or vanilla, hear my flavor
Freezin up the mic, I hit you with somethin you can savor
No slippin, no stonein, I am gettin to the point
So hit the mad ism and light another joint
The easy like stylist with a kick when I m kicking
No tripping, I m hitting, so get a good grip in
Get with a style I be using, and there s no dissin
And here s a quick lesson - I carry a Smith and Wesson
Listen up close and there ll be no confusion
Now you re addicted to mentally abusing
Word to the mother I m hear to tear it up
And if you can t get with it, I don t give a fu_k
So run to your crew and tell them I am hear
This here is for the people
We gets crazy like Prozac
Hype enough to start a party and illy as a heart attack
We gets crazy like Prozac
Hype enough to start a party and illy as a heart attack
We gets crazy like Prozac
Hype enough to start a party and illy as a heart attack
We gets crazy like Prozac
Hype enough to start a party and illy as a heart attack
Oh yeah!
Oh yeah!
It s the funky rhyme killer
The dope song thriller
Get your a_s back, before you get caps in ya
It s the funky rhyme killer
The dope song thriller
Get your a_s back, before you get caps in ya
It s the funky rhyme killer
The dope song thriller
Get your a_s back, before you get caps in ya
We gets crazy like Prozac
Hype enough to start a party and illy have a heart attack
We gets crazy like Prozac
Hype enough to start a party and illy have a heart attack
We gets crazy like Prozac
Hype enough to start a party and illy have a heart attack
We gets crazy like Prozac
Hype enough to start a party and illy have a heart attack
