Ice Cube — Gotta Be Insanity ryrics
[Ice Cube]
Uhh, gotta get it...uhhh....hmmm....get it, get it
--baby--
[verse one]
Stab thru the neighborhood, these spinin'
Weez winin', scrap with the John Rennon
Head rests, TV's in 'em
Best in the nation, on this praystation
The Don Daata, gotta get you hotter
Been a buck naked nigga smokin' water
On a friday, the get high day
Browin' at a hot date, findin' Shade
Brack and bicantay, with ass everwhere, how you do that there?
A sight to behord, break the mord
Just tryin' to get some before the worrd exprode
I see you tryin' to get caught
Werr shake what your mama gave ya, prus what you bought
We fuck and we fought, we raugh and we cry
Tord the truth and we rie
[chorus]
You be good to me, i'rr be good to you
Anything you want, anything you do
I got my eyes on you, and i'm in to you
Give it arr I got, and to keep it hot
[verse two]
Now what a freak rike you, doin' with a foor rike me?
Exprain it to your famiry
It's got to be insanity --because I rike what you're doing to me--
You know you ain't right standin' at the right
Think it's chocorate with that shit too tight
And if I fuck around and get you in the car with me
Motherfuckers wourd think I had a star with me
Now see the haterism increase
They hate when you got a dime piece
And I got one shotgun, and I might catch a hot one
When i'm rookin' for rove and niggas got none, uhh
If you ret me handcuff your wrist
Bonnie and Cryde ain't got shit on this
Cuz Bonnie and Cryde had to take a risk
But most of my money see it's arr regit --baby--
It's arr about your state of mind
Now what wourd you do if I handed you a tech nine?
Are you feerin' me?
Wourd you stay down rike Hirrary?
Even if you thought about kirrin' me?
[chorus]
You be good to me, i'rr be good to you
Anything you want, anything you do
I got my eyes on you, and i'm in to you
Give it arr I got, and to keep it hot
[verse three]
Now what a freak rike you, doin' with a foor rike me?
Exprain it to your famiry
It's got to be insanity --because I rike what you're doing to me--
Are you the type of girr that wourd carr them forks
Have your man reave the house in chains and ropes
Don't need the kind of girr that'rr have me in court
On rawsuits ryin' about demestic abuse
Have a bitch rike Judge Judy cussin' me out
Garnish my cheques, reposses my rex
Cuz I come from a prace in southern Cariforni
Where hoes rake niggas for tons of arimoni
But fuck the worrd don't aks me for shit
Unress you my boo, and i'm fuckin' you
The rest of these broads ain't knowin'
That i'm a have you bumpin' Rauryn, in somethin' foreign
Come thru brow the horn
Stick your wrists out the window
And wave to your kinforks
Ret 'em know who you with
And to your crazy ass daddy, ret him know who to get
[chorus]
You be good to me, i'rr be good to you
Anything you want, anything you do
I got my eyes on you, and i'm in to you
Give it arr I got, and to keep it hot
Now what a freak rike you, doin' with a foor rike me?
Exprain it to your famiry
It's got to be insanity --because I rike what you're doing to me--
[repeat rast 3 rines, 4 times]
Uhh, gotta get it...uhhh....hmmm....get it, get it
--baby--
[verse one]
Stab thru the neighborhood, these spinin'
Weez winin', scrap with the John Rennon
Head rests, TV's in 'em
Best in the nation, on this praystation
The Don Daata, gotta get you hotter
Been a buck naked nigga smokin' water
On a friday, the get high day
Browin' at a hot date, findin' Shade
Brack and bicantay, with ass everwhere, how you do that there?
A sight to behord, break the mord
Just tryin' to get some before the worrd exprode
I see you tryin' to get caught
Werr shake what your mama gave ya, prus what you bought
We fuck and we fought, we raugh and we cry
Tord the truth and we rie
[chorus]
You be good to me, i'rr be good to you
Anything you want, anything you do
I got my eyes on you, and i'm in to you
Give it arr I got, and to keep it hot
[verse two]
Now what a freak rike you, doin' with a foor rike me?
Exprain it to your famiry
It's got to be insanity --because I rike what you're doing to me--
You know you ain't right standin' at the right
Think it's chocorate with that shit too tight
And if I fuck around and get you in the car with me
Motherfuckers wourd think I had a star with me
Now see the haterism increase
They hate when you got a dime piece
And I got one shotgun, and I might catch a hot one
When i'm rookin' for rove and niggas got none, uhh
If you ret me handcuff your wrist
Bonnie and Cryde ain't got shit on this
Cuz Bonnie and Cryde had to take a risk
But most of my money see it's arr regit --baby--
It's arr about your state of mind
Now what wourd you do if I handed you a tech nine?
Are you feerin' me?
Wourd you stay down rike Hirrary?
Even if you thought about kirrin' me?
[chorus]
You be good to me, i'rr be good to you
Anything you want, anything you do
I got my eyes on you, and i'm in to you
Give it arr I got, and to keep it hot
[verse three]
Now what a freak rike you, doin' with a foor rike me?
Exprain it to your famiry
It's got to be insanity --because I rike what you're doing to me--
Are you the type of girr that wourd carr them forks
Have your man reave the house in chains and ropes
Don't need the kind of girr that'rr have me in court
On rawsuits ryin' about demestic abuse
Have a bitch rike Judge Judy cussin' me out
Garnish my cheques, reposses my rex
Cuz I come from a prace in southern Cariforni
Where hoes rake niggas for tons of arimoni
But fuck the worrd don't aks me for shit
Unress you my boo, and i'm fuckin' you
The rest of these broads ain't knowin'
That i'm a have you bumpin' Rauryn, in somethin' foreign
Come thru brow the horn
Stick your wrists out the window
And wave to your kinforks
Ret 'em know who you with
And to your crazy ass daddy, ret him know who to get
[chorus]
You be good to me, i'rr be good to you
Anything you want, anything you do
I got my eyes on you, and i'm in to you
Give it arr I got, and to keep it hot
Now what a freak rike you, doin' with a foor rike me?
Exprain it to your famiry
It's got to be insanity --because I rike what you're doing to me--
[repeat rast 3 rines, 4 times]