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Skizzy Mars

Insomniac

 

Insomniac

(álbum: Phases - 2013)


Racing from gate to gate, hope I don't miss my flight
This year has been insane, I hope I'll be alright
My grandpa passed last month, I hope my dad's alright
And my grandma too, that keeps me up at night
I got so much shit on my mind,I had a therapist
To try to help me to fit in but I never did, so fuck fitting in
And them teachers, and them lessons, and those hot ass classrooms we was sitting in
Just learning, lunchtime burning
Classroom yearning, for this money we earning
One A and straight C's, day dreams at eighteen
Fuck doing the same thing and fuck chasing the same dreams
Things ain't what they seem
My homies fucked up, my homies wilding out
We can't control it Money like Pacquiao
Ain't backing down, all you clowns ain't laughing now

[Hook:]
So what you thinking bout?
Tell me what's on your mind
Lately we're talking less
And drinking all the time
I never opened up
It keeps me up at night
So where's the bottle at?
I'm an insomniac

Here's a toast to my Wall Street classmates
The nine to five office dudes, the "you ate ass" face
I'm first and all these haters steady in last place
We taking different paths, we both in the fast race
Of life
See I ain't slept in the passed days
Just writing rhymes all the time, cajoling with a couple dimes
Tell her I just don't complain, I just go and take what's mine
I say I'm a MC, bitches know it's hammer time
So why you fucking hating? Cause I'm fucking famous
Lame dudes with lives un-entertaining
Internet thugs, you're message board conservators
My crew is getting smaller, cities overpopulating
Everybody fake, man fuck these dudes
My fifth string girl wouldn't fuck these dudes
And how do I commit if I'm not sure?
And how am I supposed to lobby for you from the top floor?

[Hook]

Open up your eyes, this is inspiration
Where I'm at there's no limitations
They might read complex but these niggas basic
Man I might be going crazy
Mirrors in my crib so I can always see the future
Every day you getting older, every day I'm getting newer
Locked in the room hoping everything will be aright
But I'll never know so I'm up all night

[Hook]

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