Yup, Yup (I,m Crazy)

Intro:
You must get on to the conveyor, You must get on to the conveyor/
You must get on to the conveyor,and reprogram your brain/
You must get on to the conveyor, You must get on to the conveyor/
You must get on to the conveyor,and reprogram your brain/

First Verse:

Performing lobotomies with precision and carefully placed verbs/
I got a linguistic background, spent most of it passed out on the curb/
learned everything from the streets, that is, for an English Major/
shit, I can spit and spell whatever, just check my decater/
wait, I got mad decadence, too much cash and no sense for the law/
man, fuck these lame ass bitches, I'm here to fucking rawwwr/
I eat a beef up, like even if it's raw, Lion hearted, King of the jungle/
so don't fucking approach me, cause I ain't here to rumble/
I'm here fucking rule, and I've taken the classes to claim it to the masses/
see, this motherfucker right here is about to pour up a few billion glasses/
so throw out all this trash shit, it's wack shit/
earn your money with your fucking mouth and not on claiming your shit is classic/
they're wack bitches, no wordsmithes, get out of here with that pathetic drabble/
cause I'll unload the fucking cannons if you wanna start a battle/
a mighty risky move, when you're playing for real, this ain't no children's game/
I've said it once before, I'm a fucking beast and I'm far from being tame/

Hook:
Yup, yup I'm crazy, yup, yup I'm crazy/
I'll be kicking up dirt 'til I'm pulling up daisies/
Yup, yup I'm crazy, yup, yup I'm crazy/
fucking real as it gets, I ain't no fougasse/
Yup, yup I'm crazy, yup, yup I'm crazy/
runner up in this game, cause I ain't fucking lazy/

Second Verse:

Tearing apart every fucking verse 'til there's no syllables left to eat/
just vowels for when I howl at the moon for turning me into fucking beast/
so burn your filthy dogs who roam in the fucking streets/
cause when I turn into a werewolf it's gonna be murder all over this beat/
shapeshifter with a split personality trying to live a God damn normal life/
but all I see when I get near the mic is a crime scene cause I killed it twice/
second verse for you heads that hurt, cause it's time to get your ears ringing/
baseball bat shit, and I'm up next, so I'm coming out fucking swinging/
get your helmets on before you hit the floor, or else you're gonna fall/
flat on your face and break your nose, cause this shit is off the wall/
chain and hook, fuck half these rappers never finished reading a book/
lazy lyricists with no internal rhyme shceme, never took a second look/
at what it takes to make something good, and to make something great/
so don't hate, when you lose your job because of me, shit, I ain't second rate/
first place, with the gold and the crown, blowing out steam/
like an engine I'm revved the fuck up, a rager in the machine/