Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Dancin With Myself , by - Krizz Kaliko. Song from the album Kickin' & Screamin', in the genre Рэп и хип-хопRelease date: 14.05.2012
Record label: Strange
Song language: English
Dancin With Myself |
| Now, now Christopher |
| Don’t you go forcin' everyone to listen to your crazy music |
| She’s right son |
| Don’t you go forcin' everyone to listen to your crazy music |
| Ah, come on |
| Now now now |
| Listen to your mother (father) |
| Ah, galy G guys, I just wanna sing |
| Feelin' like I want someone to tangle with me |
| The whole wide world don’t know me |
| So my whole label lookin' at me |
| Know that I’m genius |
| People lend me a ear I said that I’m genius |
| Just so I made it clear |
| Came boxin' me, unboxable |
| Top the untoppable |
| Impossible, from more popular we be way more profitable |
| B.E.A.T. |
| obstacles, see me, pay me, gotta get the dough |
| And I wait to the left, I’ve never been a didle |
| So I don’t get the riddles, there better be a big ol' |
| Check, cause I ain’t reached my pinicle yet |
| And if they too sentimental to jet cause everything up on dinner was |
| disrespectful |
| So check for me, I’m the one with the crazy hair |
| Dancin' by myself, you don’t understand me then read me there |
| They don’t understand my music and no-one else is dancin' to it |
| I’m dancin' with my se-elf |
| Dancin' with my se-elf |
| I’m a little hard to swallow cause what they do I do not follow |
| I’m dancin' with my se-elf |
| Dancin' with my se-elf |
| How you make it when you’r fat black and you rap wack to the naked ear |
| 11 years, and I never even should’ve been in here |
| When you’re a freak of nature they hate ya |
| Stacks of paper can save you |
| And take the chance that they gave you |
| These ranger labels will slave you |
| But try the Nina, saw my chance to stack that green up |
| Tac city first then Kali’s 'bout to clean up |
| You are something else |
| A record deal, it was summer y’all and sit on the shelf |
| And was sippin' something soapy next to a sexual dismal well |
| But only a handful of you follow me and I gotta be godily |
| And I would revive a beat cause of a lot of them actors in poverty |
| And I’m left of self, I’m out to lunch, I’m out to dinner |
| I’m the best the world has ever had |
| If you don’t get me, too bad |
| They don’t understand my music and no-one else is dancin' to it |
| I’m dancin' with my se-elf |
| Dancin' with my se-elf |
| I’m a little hard to swallow cause what they do I do not follow |
| I’m dancin' with my se-elf |
| Dancin' with my se-elf |
| Oh my God (yes) |
| Oh my goodness |
| This business is over calculus |
| The whole industry watchin' us |
| We don’t forget and if you listen close and dose it in |
| Cause we supposed to be the poster boys |
| I told 'em to tell 'em, you’re in this economy |
| I don’t wanna defuse this for coopin' if you’re snoopin' through the sound scan |
| Think I’m floppin' stupid, you sound man |
| But I march to the beat, I’m like |
| I can only make it so dumb so I’m dancin' by my lonesome |
| They don’t understand my music and no-one else is dancin' to it |
| I’m dancin' with my se-elf |
| Dancin' with my se-elf |
| I’m a little hard to swallow cause what they do I do not follow |
| I’m dancin' with my se-elf |
| Dancin' with my se-elf |
| Dar it son, enough with this dancin' with yourself stuff |
| You go straight to bed with no supper |
| Momm?! |
| You heard him |
| Straight to bed with no supper |
| That’s alright, I don’t wanna sing anyway |