I'm Not Crazy Lyrics - Raw - Hopsin

Hello Hopsin... Word on the streets is that you're crazy... And I honestly believe you are 

Listen, if I was really crazy I'd run up inside an orphanage 

And torment kids, and beat babies faces with bags of oranges 

Fake my origin and tell people that I was born to sin 

I'd go back to feeling molested porn again (Yeahhh) 

I would murder a nigga then steal his body from whatever morgue it's in 

And take it back to an alley to torture it 

Study all of the Freddy Kruegor, Michael Myers, and Chuckie horror flicks 

(Baby is that a knife that you have in your hand?) Of course it is! 

I'd run around crazy like the Afghans do with some black camp boots wearin' a fuckin' Batman suit 

And scream at bitches like I'm Fatman Scoop (C'MERE!) 

And tell them to take a deep breath cause this will be their last chance to 

I'd hate on everyone who sane and gifted (Yup) 

Claim that my brain is missing while sniffing cocaine 

And then cut my dick for the Pain Olympics 

If I was crazy I would go pick up the mic and use it 

And tell Dwayne Carter that I really like his music (Shit) 

But I'm not crazy 

I'm just a tad bit strange 

I can't control the thoughts that always travel through my brain 

Oh no, not my fault 

So don't blame me 

I swear to you that I'm not really crazy 

(Ah!) 

Crazy 

(Ah!) 

Crazy 

If I was manic I probably woulda neglected my responsibilities and made society respect it 

I'd walk around in a dress with a can of gas 

And blow up a mothafucka for laughing with half a match 

Dig up all the baby cadavers and grab a basket 

And shoot them through every window of every crib that I'm passing 

I'd probably be back a couple hours later to fuck 'em with every bottle 

I cut up within my labor 

Take a breather, make a haste of it and bounce 

To the house that's adjacent and chase everyone out 

And take em down 

Tell them I'm the devil and I'm claiming everybody for a battle that's crazier than my brain is 

Grab a chainsaw, blow the fuckin' dust back 

Leave it all and still ready me a new blood bath 

Run back to the psyche ward 

Check my perimeter and get in before anybody knew that I left 

Yo, I won't lie, I'm not as crazy as glue 

But if I was let me describe all the bullshit I would do 

I'd jack off with sandpaper while I'm watching the View 

Picturing Whoopi bald headed stroking cock with her boobs! 

I'll throw babies in dryers 

Strangle tweakers that fidgit 

Contract HIV willfully, just to purposely give it 

I'd mug mothers on wellfare 

Swim in gallons of gas 

Meander to the batting cage and use my dick for a bat! (SHIT!) 

If I was derranged, I'd cop me a chain 

Make it rain like Washington and throw a stripper some change 

Make her work it on the floor, pussy pop on a handstand 

Lick her dirty snatch and film it all on my webcam (Oh yeah!) 

Honestly I'd be itching for gunplay 

I'll cock the.45 and shoot up church on a Sunday 

I'll hi-jack a plane while it's still on the runway 

Grope the stewardess and take the passengers' chump change! 

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