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ooga-booga - jay rain (rapper) lyrics

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[chorus]
i’m going crazy, i don’t know what i should do
i keep dipping but you stick to me like glue
try to listen but oh, they keep running
i’m going crazy*going crazy*going crazy*i’m going crazy

[verse 1]
i’m so f*cked that i speak in ooga*booga language
see the baggage piling up like nougat you got, you the fattest
i got a habit of racking up rabbits and hatch them, what happened?
i get flabbergasted when someone asks if i’ve maddened
of course i’ve maddened
i’m mapping the land and i’m hatching a plan
and stabbing the man who had a gas can
that’s part of the task man
i rap bad? hold on, didn’t catch that
grab his hat, hit ‘em with the cap and i clap that
yes, i f*ck the victims, the b*tches, i’m off the hitches
did you not listen?
i must be missing the system that keeps me keeping my distance
i admit i’m a bit of bitter but you can never get rid of
the kid i once had inside
devise your demise and i climb when i’m high
cause i cannot deny, wanna go passing the sky
i’m not right in my mind, that’s right
they try take me down to the ground
with the sound of the hook, i’m going*
[chorus]
i’m going crazy, i don’t know what i should do
i keep dipping but you stick to me like glue
try to listen but oh, they keep running
i’m going crazy*going crazy*going crazy*i’m going crazy

[verse 2]
i’m like bojack with the hoes that i keep boning, wait
no not hoes that, i said horse that i keep boning
i’m assuming that you’re all my opponents, want me the lowest
but notice i know this and wrote this as a warning
mom’s be mourning if you want it
a corpse in the morning
the lord he’s fallen, i k!lled him and his children
the criminal’s sitting in our system
call me the god of warden (then)
i’m recording my slaughter like dahmer
well not dahmer but every corporation to every radio station
merry occasions, they want to profit on perished old patients
this is the earth that we’re making
i don’t murder, it’s tasteless
how brave am i for saying that?
my relations stab with an archaic trap
not the genre
a hole with spikes, an ancient trap
entendre
if you hold your sight on the chosen rhyme with an open mind
you might fold and find the supposed line
[chorus]
i’m going crazy, i don’t know what i should do
i keep dipping but you stick to me like glue
try to listen but oh, they keep running
i’m going crazy*going crazy*going crazy*i’m going crazy

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