| Tell myself that I was doing alright |
| There's nothing left to do tonight |
| But go crazy on you |
| Crazy on you |
| Let me go crazy, crazy on you, oh |
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| Can't you see what you do to me, baby? |
| You make me crazy, you make me act like a maniac |
| I'm like a lunatic, you make me sick |
| You're truly the only one who can do this to me |
| You just make me get so crazy |
| I go schizo, I get so insane, I just go schizophrenic |
| One minute I wanna slit your throat, the next I wanna sex |
| You make me crazy, the way we act |
| Like two maniacs in the sack |
| We fuck like two jackrabbits |
| And maybe that's a bad habit |
| 'Cause the next day we're right back at it |
| In the same exact pattern |
| What the fuck is the matter with us? |
| We can't figure out if it's lust or it's love |
| What's that that's attractin' us to each other? |
| They say that every man grows up to marry his own mother |
| Which would explain why you're such a motherfuckin' bitch |
| But I stay and still stick it out with you |
| Even though I just hit you today |
| But you deserve it, you hit me first and provoked me to choke you |
| Just 'cause I came home late last night |
| Crawled in bed and I woke you |
| But if there's one thing about you that I admire it's, baby |
| Because you stay with me, maybe 'cause you're as crazy as I am |
| 'Cause when I look at you I can see an angel in your eyes |
| But if I look deeper inside I see your freakish little side |
| Like a devil in disguise, you're always full of surprises |
| Always pullin' devices out your purse: little vibrators and dildoes |
| You fucked yourself so much you barely feel those anymore |
| You're only 24, but you're plenty more ma-ture |
| Than those other little hoes who just act like little girls |
| Like they're in middle school still |
| You're crazy, sexy, cool, chill |
| And you play your position, you never step outta line |
| Even though I stay in your business you've always kept outta mine |
| I wonder what's on your mind |
| Sometimes they say, "love is blind" |
| Maybe that's why the first time |
| I dotted your eye you ain't see the sign |
| Or maybe you did, maybe you like being shoved |
| Maybe 'cause we're crazy in love |
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| Go crazy on you |
| Crazy on you |
| Let me go crazy, crazy on you, oh |
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| You are the ink to my paper, what my pen is to my pad |
| The moral, the very fiber, the whole substance to my rap |
| You are my reason for being, the meaning of my existence |
| If it wasn't for you I would never be able to spit this |
| As intense as I do, and the irony is you rely on me |
| As much as I rely on you to inspire me like you do |
| You provide me the lighter fluid, the fuel to my fire |
| You're my entire supply: gas, the match, and igniter |
| The only way that I am able to stay so stable |
| Is you're the legs to my table |
| If you were to break I'd fall on my face |
| But I'm always gonna make you feel I don't need you as much |
| As I really need you so you don't use it to your advantage |
| But you're essential to me, you're the air I breathe I believe |
| If you ever leave me I'd probably have no reason to be |
| You are the Kim to my Marshall, you're the Slim to my Shady |
| The Dre to my Eminem, the Alaina to my Hailie |
| You are the word that I'm lookin' for |
| When I'm tryin' to describe how I feel inside |
| And the right one just won't come to my mind |
| You're like the pillar that props me up, the beam that supports me |
| The bitch who never took half, the wife who never divorced me |
| You're like the root to my evil, you let my devil come out me |
| You let me beat the shit out you before you beat the shit out me |
| And no matter how much, too much is never enough |
| Maybe 'cause we're crazy in love |
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| Go crazy on you |
| Crazy on you |
| Let me go crazy, crazy on you, oh |