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skyblew - no i'm not crazy! كلمات الأغنية

[verse 1]
doesn’t make me crazy the things i do
got me marching in place like one and two
everybody got guns and they wanna shoot
but not me, those are things i don’t wanna do
they beep out cuss words like a pager
you’re minor on a scale and i’m feeling major
i keep on moving with my pad and paper
while girls give me stares like escalators
rising like [?], call it a fast break
i nickname her milk the way that she shaped
got dreams of going on tour with common
so everybody can see my magic like johnson
now everybody tryna add up my story
to sum it all up, i do it for the glory
don’t got a ego, i’ma stay humble
got a buzz like bees but i’m never gonna bumble
no i’m not crazy, never in my lifetime
want to be a millionaire, didn’t have a lifeline
used to wanna fight crime when i was like eight
but i couldn’t do it ‘cause i didn’t have a cape
so i couldn’t fly, or not even float
‘cause life ain’t a dream so you don’t row your boat
gently down the stream
’cause everything not the way they always seem
and i mean everything

[verse 2, kdotmills]
i move that will smith sh-t, when i spit i am legend
hip-hop diving, we the vast ni–as reppin’
vast ni–as left in the 3am session
real recognize real and you ain’t on the guest list
k dot m dot ills dot comma
verbal x pill, ni–as feel how i’m rhyming
nah, i ain’t into all the gear and designers
hustler like my bank account still in the minors
stretch like recliners, serve beef like diners
radio flow, offend h-es like imus
old school triple fat goose with the lining
make you take a bow like prince did rihanna
i’m so hotter than a lot of them, my h0m-nyms
in the top ten, what i pen is a problem
i k!ll beats on the boards like rodman
find me underground on the low like saddam and them
i’m still bombing them, k!lling on the beat
wanna murder every rapper on bet
but them ni–as snitching, i ain’t tryna be a lifer
so i’ma keep k!lling all you rappers in the cypher
wack b-st-rds happy to slap backwards
my [?] coming back for you fools like back taxes
got it for you rappers, caddies and black caskets
man, i hope this joint number one on the track-list
i can’t take it, man, hip-hop dying
too many wack ni–as in the booth and they lying
denying the truth, talking ‘bout c0ke
man, you sell dope but that don’t mean that you dope
and forget a mixtape, get it straight, this is war
skyblew, dotmills better than before
wintertime rap got me changing up my wardrobe
blackout like refrigerators with the door closed

- skyblew

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