CrazySexyCool

(jermaine dupri, phife)
1994 so so def, emi april music inc.



Yo, i'm checkin' for left eye man
Oh god 'g'
I don't know god, i don't know god
I don't god, i don't really really know check my flow

My man al b. sure 'he's in effect mode'
Used to have a crush on dawn from en vogue
It's not like honey dip would wanna get wit me
But just in case i own more condoms than tlc
Um, speakin' of which, you know how i troop
Late thursday night playing ball at run and shoot
I see my girl chilli in her lexus coupe
Sittin' pretty, oohh, in dat hot pink suit
And bam!
In through the door she struts
It's the lovely t-boz with the ill haircut
But left eye's the dime piece
Yeah, you know it's all good
But i hear, it was a hood

It's like that y'all
My name's malik the phife from freak
It's like that y'all
My name's malike the phife from freak
It's on the m-i-c-r-o-p-h-o-n-e i rule
Tlc up in the house
Crazy sexy cool

Ya know what i'm sayin'

(tionne watkins, sean "puffy" combs, carl "chucky" thompson)
Published by tizbiz music, pebbitone music (ascap)



Yo, ha-ha
I wanna talk to the fellas for a minute
I want y'all to know
The flyest kinda ho
To get wit'
In '94, or period

She's crazysexycool
I'ma let y'all know what that be
Ha, she's kinda like me
Wouldn't y'all like a girl
Who has a nice sense of humor
That can kick it, make you laugh
Then on the other side
In the bedroom
Whip that thang on
Ya know what i'm sayin'
But uh, when it's time to kick it, with the fellas
She can roll, get her stroll on
Ya know what i mean
Yeah
So that be like me
And chilli, and left eye right
Yeah, crazysexycool
I get dat
Y'all share too
Ha ha

remember back in da time
when da only sign we had was picket
but now in '94 it be
this way somethin' come wicked
gangs killin' others fo colors
thangs that we wear fo fashion
other brothers take it fo a reason
to be blastin' what da kcuf is goin' on
not soft like butter cups but
had enough of singin' dat same song
see i stayed across da street from da projects
took out yo momma trash and groceries
to her trunk to keep my pockets
fat like cellulite only been to jail one week
fo some shullbit and i pray to god i won't repeat
i shoulda pulled it when i had the chance to
no i shouldna pulled it when i had the chance to
yall would not hear dat fat shit
dat keeps you on you on yo tippy
toes like dat sell out not callin' no names
but really who's bad
i go through obstacles like a whole box
of condoms you can't forget
where you come from

take a good look in the mirror and tell
me do you like what you see
masters of deception corruption and evil
but your always quick to point the finger
at me
won't somebody tell me

chorus
i just don't understand
the ways of the world today
sometimes i feel like thereÕs nothing
to live for
so i'm longing for the days of yesterday

what gave you the right to misjudge me
and write me off on the wall
acting as if you understand me
in reality you just don't understand me at all
sometimes i can't help but wonder
if this was how it's meant to be
but if you search deep in your soul
you'll always find a slight reminder of me
won't somebody tell me

chorus

a yo
if we could all agree to lettin' our souls
become free of that sweet
bitterness then whose chest would
have the most seeds
i keep misfocusin' my need
and this stress on my back
with them caps they be blastin'
into my knapsack
ain't no accidental deathtraps
my mishap is the fact that
i'm destined to snap
it's when i feel as though my body's
able to go my mind ready to floe
did you know first you catch
and then i throw
it's my own sense of time
if i'm late it's cause i'm endin' my day
just when the sun shines
and still gently advising the arisin'
of the moon as it rolls around
into my soundproof dimension

chorus