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Guess Who Goin Little Crazy

little boys That's not a stab at Michael That's just a metaphor, I'm just psycho I go a little bit crazy sometimes I get a little bit out of control

song, and tell her you love her And put hands on her mother who's a splittin' image of her That's Slim Shady Yeah baby Slim Shady's crazy Shady

we think that it's a crime That we should have a older brother Who picks on us all the time So, next time he's sleeping in his room We're goin' to sneak

' family picture You know father time and we all know mother nature It's all in the family, but I am of no relation No matter who's buyin', I'm a celebration

little boys That's not a stab at Michael That's just a metaphor, I'm just psycho I go a little bit crazy sometimes I get a little bit out of control

' Bizzy Bone A little something for the ladies, gettin' that money by any means/ Who get with the playa-type, thuggish ruggish, from the hood with good genes/ Who

caper So she felt it was right, for her to get the whole slice Everybody in the crew didn't think it was nice I guess not and guess what's hot, so guess what Guess

and puff the herb Who gots my back? Nobody Little John Gotti's blamin' niggas down at the homies party All be goin' crazy, I guess we are bein' who we

little boys That's not a stab at Michael That's just a metaphor, I'm just psycho I go a little bit crazy sometimes I get a little bit out of control