Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Crazy, artist - Slaine. Album song A World With No Skies 2.0, in the genre Иностранный рэп и хип-хоп
Date of issue: 15.08.2011
Record label: Suburban Noize
Song language: English
Crazy |
This song is about goin crazy |
Losin your fuckin mind |
Stayin out too many days at a time |
Yeah |
I’m starin down a dark tunnel and I can’t see the light |
Rats crawlin everywhere, you know how they be at night |
I got a gun in my hand, and I gotta squeeze it tight |
I’m tryin to get out of here, no one said it’s easy right? |
My stomach is queasy like, I got a fuckin lump in my throat |
More than a decade, I’m searchin and I’m huntin for hope |
Soakin in alcohol, smokin usin somethin to cope |
But how much water can you bail from your boat, 'fore it sinks? |
My hijinks, made my eyes chink, pink from the lye stink |
Pockets broke made want to rob things |
Fuck this rap shit! |
My city’s full of suicide kings |
So from here on, this is now a do or die thing |
I got a baby on the way, mad bills to pay |
But I took too many God damn pills today |
And I can’t get out of this haze, out of my bed |
Can’t get these sick thoughts outta my head — I’m goin crazy |
I don’t wanna talk shit, but this weed in my pocket |
Is makin me crazy, just get me a straight-jacket and lock it |
I’m fueled like a rocket, the topic of conversation |
Is I’m a little +Insane in the Brain+, and I can spark it |
Like a suicide bomber, homey I’m ready to bomb it |
Adrenaline takin over, think I’m gonna vomit |
But I can promise you one thing, I walk it like I talk it |
If I shoot a comet at you better hope that you can duck it |
Fuck it, I’m annoyed with some of these shitty rappers |
Tryin to turn the fuckin lights out just call me The Clapper |
Cause homeboy is a poser, takin it so far |
I put you on the corner where most of my hoes are, and |
You can make money for daddy, just don’t be mad at me |
But this is what happens any time you throw a jab at me |
You can take a stab at me, and really get peeled maybe |
It’s time to put you away, homey I’m still crazy |
Lord forgive me I’m surrounded by sin, insects crawlin under my skin |
Demons knockin at the door of my mind, I feel like lettin 'em in |
What you call drug dependency |
I call settin a trend |
I was always into drugs, just nobody caught me |
I learned it from the best teachers, my family taught me |
I got knocked went to trial, guess what that bought me? |
The aura of invincibility, you can’t stop me |
My great grandfather was a doctor, his son was a doctor |
Soon as I found pussy, I wanted to play doctor~! |
In my middle school locker I had a bottle of vodka |
Took a shot at lunchtime, sprayed my breath with Binaca |
I’m no psycho, my shrink says I’m a sociopath |
I enjoy prescription pills and blowin that grass |
What you callin big cash, I would throw in the stash |
That weed you saying’s exotic I throw in the trash |
I got nothin to live for except a 40 cal slug |
Waitin up in the barrel I can take it in the mug |
Everybody hates Jay, that don’t faze me |
I never learned karate, but I know crazy |