Fes Taylor - Crazy Glue Lyrics
[Chorus 2X: sample]I'm stuck, to you, just like glueI love you, I love you, I sware I do, ooh wee baby[Fes Taylor]They say the rap game remind you of the crack gameI'm so cool, Versace logo on the black framesI'm living life in the fast laneMy bank account real heavy, since my cash cameGive me a Chris Brown budgetOr a P-89, watch me spit rounds from itSee these streets keep calling my name, try to explainI tried change, trapped inside of a cageAnd hit the range, I die in the range, so my aim long rangeLooking through the scope of the rifle like John WayneNigga, I John Blaze, still think that crime pays?365 days, I can find a wayBlunt to the face, trynna take my mind awayContract, my publishing, I won't sign awayYou hating mutha*****as, rather me inside a graveMy darts still sharp, nigga, I can line ya fade[Chorus 2X][Fes Taylor]Been in love with hip hop, since I heard a Kane recordMy cops line up crib, get off by the same exitVerrazano villain, my flow sick need penicillenEnter like Iraq like when he in the buildingNigga, if I ain't the bestThen take a shot at me, nah, I don't rely on the vestI'm a Vietnam vet, no lost limbsDog, I send you to the vet, break a couple ribsHooked on the game, Samsung like a coachProjects war with the best, living like a roach***** if I end up on America's MostAs long the world rememeber my quotes, that was dopeLike '88 gold ropes, or the '88 saw with the gold spokesThat was no joke, now it's white gold and push the 5-50Right off the car line, holla at Geico[Chorus 2X]
