Three - Crazy/Cool [tekst, tłumaczenie i interpretacja piosenki]

[Intro]
And when I see something that I like
I gotta, I love it
I mean, I go crazy for it
What are you talking about

[Verse 1: Razor Cutz]
Diamond in the ruff, 'nuff said
I can bust it out, like a tough rough neck
Fresh out the jail cell having rough sex
With a blond bombshell with the bombest breast
Leave 'em breathless I can take they life
And with the death-kiss I can break the mic
Better close up shop cause I'm buying up the whole
Block with a guap, The flow don't stop
I don't blow my shot, I just blow up the spot
When I rock the box for the apocalypse
Don't knock on Chris, you can't resist
Any kind of concoction I cough up and spit
I attract more fans, than opposites can
So I'm back in the lab with a packet of raps
A sandwich and man, it tastes so good
To be back on the slap, hand full of raps

[Pre-Hook: Sir Real]
I'm light on my feet
I can be whatever you want me to, so please
Let the people know
The thoughts that your thinking for me
From you, I'm who
I'm light on my feet
I can be whatever you want me to, so please
Let the people know
The thoughts that your thinking for me
From you, I'm who

[Hook: Sir Real]
I'm cool
I'm crazy cool
I'm crazy cool
I'm crazy cool
Maybe I'm a little crazy baby but I'm cool


[Verse 2: Sir Real]
I live my life the way you hit your wife, Hard
That's what I'm talking about, now
Tell me what I look like when I'm not around
And your talking down, foul
That's so uncalled for
But your still allowed, and that's so awful
Golly I can't even punch you
But I will soon better learn how to duck fool
And stick and move, better then I do
I have the title and for my rivals
I have my rifle and I'm liable
To shoot you right in between the eyeballs
Bye y'all, die hard time for night fall
So crawl in your balls, or call your mom's
Cause I'm a bully whose never ever gonna leave you alone

[Hook]

[Verse 3: Razor Cutz]
When it comes to verses, I'm a sick fiend
Spit jail-bait bars, hot sixteens
I fuck Hip Hop on a daily basis
We go way back, like back to basics
Turning her out, and she knows this shit
So when I leave her alone, I feel her feenin for the rip
When the timing is right, you can hear us cutting hits
Like this like that
Watch me pin her down, now I got her on her back
It's a rap jack, I make phat tracks
I'm up all against the wall avoiding back stabs
The last to collapse, the first to bust
Spitting on wax, till your immersed in us
Slapping you around like you need to learn this stuff
Cause you do, so who I'm
I'm a true blue knight here to slice up the mic right


[Pre-Hook + Hook]