Spun Craz,
Spun Craz,
We just some good peckerwoods,
Spun Craz,
Spun Craz,
Spun Craz,
We just some good peckerwoods,
Spun Craz.

Flash back to my mind from the past,
No use in cryin',
Cause there ain't no lookin' back,
And you erase,
No take that from my pain,
My thoughts keep racin',
Man, I think that I'm insane.
What would they say about me when I'm dead and gone?
I was the shit to them,
They're glad that I pushed on,
It's dark and lonely in this hell that I created,
And when I talk about it to Saint I almost hate it.

I was called the Robin Hood,
Stealin' from the rich,
Give it back to my hood,
But it's all-good,
Cause I bust just like I should.
Weadow from the ghetto,
Tossin mc's in the meadow,
Tons of bud,
Flyin' Nyquil
Pull a carving like Gepetto,
That's the (?)lado(?)
(Shit that's the ghetto)
Maybe cause my loco vida
House a dirty wife beata
Greet the homies with the chieva,
I'm a libra, besides I'm not the one,
You took off with the bong, mother fucker
Cause I'm spun, spun

Spun Craz,
Spun Craz,
We just some good peckerwoods,
Spun Craz,
Spun Craz,
Spun Craz,
We just some good peckerwoods,
Spun Craz.

I hear my demons,
They're screamin' from within,
You're live beside
Cause you're dying for your sins,
What was I doin'?
Where the hell did I go wrong?
I can't remember cause It's been so fucking long,
The big "A" is burnin' and it's finally goin' down,
Revolution comin' rollin' straight through your town,
Freedom time baby,
Far as I can see,
I lived the hard life,
And I'd die for Anarchy.

I aim straight,
Fuck fate,
That's just this world of hate,
Please open heavens gate,
Help us to relate,
Cause down here,
It's hard livin',
Slave drivin' for sure,
We doin' drugs to escape,
And we diggin' this yearn,
Half of my friends,
Don't even see them return,
Either dead in the streets,
Or in the pen or the county,
That ain't no cure,
Like there's no cure for the cancer,
We all stand in line for the jury's next answer,
I get enough reality don't amaze me,
Forgive us for livin' mister judge,
We spun craz.

Spun Craz,
Spun Craz,
We just some good peckerwoods,
Spun Craz,
Spun Craz,
Spun Craz,
We just some good peckerwoods,
Spun Craz.

Now it's my turn,
The tables finally spun,
Spun craz so I guess you better run,
(Run quick) Run quicker,
You don't your ass is done,
Go down and dirty,
And I do it just for fun,
Found some reasons why I'm puttin' in the dirt,
That's what they call them while I'm doin' all the work,
Work hard, Ain't get things I ???
Last night ????????

Pump up those shoes punk
Your whole album stunk,
Keep on driftin',
Get to your record store because I'm liftin,
Not for likes of looks, But for the crooks and the phonys,
Actin' like you know me,
It's baloney,
But roll up that cone-y,
My way that honey blunt don't front,
Your battle ship is sunk,
Now watch your girl jock while we flaunt
?????????dumb dumb
Take a rip crowd jump,
I hear you all get down,
Respect krown ?????
Now we punk blunt,
OG Hoss he ain't no chump chump.
You fuckin' think you criminals you battle ima run
Later on,
Don't bring your friends around here,
We fade a bong,
You trespass, kicked ass,
We all take dope with class
And I don't like your diary,
Easy like doin' porn stars,
If I had a million nuggets,
Would you grab a million stars
Yes, I'm talking this shit,
I know your ass is stunded,
Forgive me for my MC
Mother fuck you bitch I'm spun,

Spun Craz,
Spun Craz,
We just some good peckerwoods,
Spun Craz,
Spun Craz,
Spun Craz,
We just some good peckerwoods,
Spun Craz.
Spun Craz,
Spun Craz,
We just some good peckerwoods,
Spun Craz,
Spun Craz,
Spun Craz,
We just some good peckerwoods,
Spun.