Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Crowded , by - Mickey Factz. Song from the album Mickey MauSe, in the genre Иностранный рэп и хип-хопRelease date: 25.02.2016
Record label: Museum Mick
Song language: English
Crowded |
| I’m being watched for the wrong reasons |
| All scheming |
| They say they love you but they hate you in all seasons |
| They spring up when you win turns to more freedom |
| Cause they want summa ya bread before you fall screaming |
| Believe it, quiz Ripley about the kid mickey |
| The artist with 4 eyes but not from Mississippi |
| Ironically I ain’t got nothing but vision in me |
| I’m ill when I paint words nobody sicker than me |
| I heal when I spray words its no Achilles with me |
| But clones still wanna kick and hit me |
| I scare bastards, ghost on the air you fear Casper |
| Eyes watch but it never works out for stare masters |
| I’m judged, every year after I hear laughter |
| Invade your mind, your ear captured, thereafter |
| So many people got opinions on my dominion |
| I’ve worked for what I’ve earned I’m not offended, I meant it |
| So many people… So many people… |
| «Where do I go? |
| Where do I go? |
| I’ll never know, I’ll never know.» |
| So many people… So many people… |
| «Where do I go? |
| Where do I go? |
| I’ll never know, I’ll never know.» |
| See its a shame, how money will make people strange |
| So when people change, I don’t even give the people change |
| Your relatives are first to try & take advantage |
| Family tree cross me, then I’m breaking branches |
| Spray paint a canvas |
| Create a world you can’t find like when God made Atlantis I’m displaying talent |
| Preying mantis, I make em panic |
| Rape the planet, fuck the world, I’m naked dammit |
| I came with nothing and I leave with nothing |
| I don’t have faith in suckers I believe in something |
| And that’s me, Mickey MauSe my splash reach |
| Is longer than rap sheets by criminal athletes |
| To me its a sport, vacation in the gulf |
| On a scale of one to ehh you know who ten is, of course |
| The Arthur Ashe of the street autographs |
| I’m the shit, you a toilet splash that’s talking trash |
| Brain crowded, evade cowards |
| Mask on leave my mark on a strange tower |
| Such a pity I don’t give love in my own city |
| I had to fly overseas to get love for Mickey |
| MauSe, see I’m gentle with the pencil |
| Trips to Asia, stencil work on a temple |
| Respected by the elders, packed my Nintendo |
| Never beat Zelda but Mario was simple |
| Fans adored me, no security on me |
| Ladder on the side of a forty floor story |
| Black Riddler who concentrated ask Hitler |
| Camped out, in the Jihad river and had dinner |