K-Federline, Bosko   We got 'em on this one due      And they say   I'm crazy   For loving you   For feeling you   And maybe   I'm a little crazy   But they don't know   All the things you do      When the pen hits the pad   It's in the left hand   Every single word is worth thirty grand   Or maybe more   Don't think they understand   How much cake the pancake man had   So heavy like weight   Moving upstate   Care for my rhyme   Like the crime rate   I flick with your boy   The prince of the bay   Sit back, day to day   Got two back packs   Resno on one   LA in other   Whilst I'm holding my sons   As I march through the valley of the shadow of death   Dark hair on my chest   Wife on my left   Let's go      And they say   I'm crazy   For loving you   For feeling you   And maybe   I'm a little crazy   But they don't know   All the things you do      That's how I'ma ride   For my family I'd die   Bet you're all thinking   I'm that guy   Don't care about you   'Cause I'm the truth   I ball like Kobe   Shooting hoops   Up in the roof   Been the million dollar corporation   Call me maloof   Like I said once before   I'm the truth   Hollywood can't catch me   But they got you   Nothing fake round here   I'm the realest do   Haters feel us too   I'm in and out the groove   Every word out my mouth   Make headline news   I'm the best, I rule   Come test my tools   You do so square   Get my slang out manuals, ha      And they say   I'm crazy   For loving you   For feeling you   And maybe   I'm a little crazy   But they don't know   All the things you do      And they say I'm a little crazy   But they don't even know you, baby   So they base all their the accusations   On what they really don't know   So tired of all the speculation   Fed up of negative fabrications   You say just have a little patience   But they are driving me crazy      Never been a surfer   But my chang hang loose   Got so much flavour   Like 2Pac juice   Got dudes wishing you're in my shoes   I'm a rockstar baby   I do what I wanna do   Tough pack   My crew will come and clobber you   Let the pope come out   And watch it swallow you   Not a pretty boy   But I look like a model do   Not a gangster   But in my life, yeah I've fought a few   Hit the hustle tight now it look   Like I'm robbing you   All yours flys   Watch how I swatted you   Better think twice how you come at me   I'm a godfather now   I'm about my family, yeah      And they say   I'm crazy   For loving you   For feeling you   And maybe   I'm a little crazy   But they don't know   All the things you do