No I'm not a psycho when I rap about some shit that really bothers me inside of me
Before I go nuts
I always said I wanna be accepted and respected by the people that neglected me
Before I grow up
Guess that never happened cuz I still get treated like a piece of shit
By certain people and
That makes me wanna choke
Just like when 3 guys would f*ck my ex
And I would know but she'd tell lies and f*ck some
More they all mistake me for a joke
People don't feel me noooo
They don't feel the vibe and the sound
They only wanna get a hold
On me cuz they think I got clout
But they never worry bout a thing
It's gonna end in a frown
If you don't respect the King
Don't make me send in the clown
Send in the clown
I have been underground, with a grin on my mouth
I can smell the f*cking fake and all the sin and the doubt
All you haters wanna give me, see me spending amounts
Of money that I don't have cuz It won't last
Cynic insinuating cynical lyrics
That made me wanna trip when I was on my own path
Thought I was a grown ass man with a lot of spirit
Turns out, that I was not
Like pretty much every other man in the gutter but if
They tried rapping they would develop a stutter
And that is why I am the man in this motherf*cker
So you better stop!
Telling me that I'm not ready, jealous cuz I got ahead of every f*cking competitor
I'm at the top!
Ready to rock it whenever, steady, I'm not gonna let up
Energies hot when I get up,
I don't give a f*ck!
If you think your shit is comparative, go rethink and then there it is
Only thing the crowd Cares about is a link to a narrative,
On the brink and I swear if it's just a little competitive, they dare give it a stare and Declare it pitiful arrogance
When it's really a rarity, I merit the merits
Don't care if it's gonna blow up and carry overseas to America or stay in this area,
Hysteria if a man is about his art and I swear that why
People don't feel me noooo
They don't feel the vibe and the sound
They only wanna get a hold
On me cuz they think I got clout
But they never worry bout a thing
It's gonna end in a frown
If you don't respect the King
Don't make me send in the
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English
No I'm not a psycho when I rap about some shit that really bothers me inside of me
Before I go nuts
I always said I wanna be accepted and respected by the people that neglected me
Before I grow up
Guess that never happened cuz I still get treated like a piece of shit
By certain people and
That makes me wanna choke
Just like when 3 guys would f*ck my ex
And I would know but she'd tell lies and f*ck some
More they all mistake me for a joke
People don't feel me noooo
They don't feel the vibe and the sound
They only wanna get a hold
On me cuz they think I got clout
But they never worry bout a thing
It's gonna end in a frown
If you don't respect the King
Don't make me send in the clown
Send in the clown
I have been underground, with a grin on my mouth
I can smell the f*cking fake and all the sin and the doubt
All you haters wanna give me, see me spending amounts
Of money that I don't have cuz It won't last
Cynic insinuating cynical lyrics
That made me wanna trip when I was on my own path
Thought I was a grown ass man with a lot of spirit
Turns out, that I was not
Like pretty much every other man in the gutter but if
They tried rapping they would develop a stutter
And that is why I am the man in this motherf*cker
So you better stop!
Telling me that I'm not ready, jealous cuz I got ahead of every f*cking competitor
I'm at the top!
Ready to rock it whenever, steady, I'm not gonna let up
Energies hot when I get up,
I don't give a f*ck!
If you think your shit is comparative, go rethink and then there it is
Only thing the crowd Cares about is a link to a narrative,
On the brink and I swear if it's just a little competitive, they dare give it a stare and Declare it pitiful arrogance
When it's really a rarity, I merit the merits
Don't care if it's gonna blow up and carry overseas to America or stay in this area,
Hysteria if a man is about his art and I swear that why
People don't feel me noooo
They don't feel the vibe and the sound
They only wanna get a hold
On me cuz they think I got clout
But they never worry bout a thing
It's gonna end in a frown
If you don't respect the King
Don't make me send in the
Before I go nuts
I always said I wanna be accepted and respected by the people that neglected me
Before I grow up
Guess that never happened cuz I still get treated like a piece of shit
By certain people and
That makes me wanna choke
Just like when 3 guys would f*ck my ex
And I would know but she'd tell lies and f*ck some
More they all mistake me for a joke
People don't feel me noooo
They don't feel the vibe and the sound
They only wanna get a hold
On me cuz they think I got clout
But they never worry bout a thing
It's gonna end in a frown
If you don't respect the King
Don't make me send in the clown
Send in the clown
I have been underground, with a grin on my mouth
I can smell the f*cking fake and all the sin and the doubt
All you haters wanna give me, see me spending amounts
Of money that I don't have cuz It won't last
Cynic insinuating cynical lyrics
That made me wanna trip when I was on my own path
Thought I was a grown ass man with a lot of spirit
Turns out, that I was not
Like pretty much every other man in the gutter but if
They tried rapping they would develop a stutter
And that is why I am the man in this motherf*cker
So you better stop!
Telling me that I'm not ready, jealous cuz I got ahead of every f*cking competitor
I'm at the top!
Ready to rock it whenever, steady, I'm not gonna let up
Energies hot when I get up,
I don't give a f*ck!
If you think your shit is comparative, go rethink and then there it is
Only thing the crowd Cares about is a link to a narrative,
On the brink and I swear if it's just a little competitive, they dare give it a stare and Declare it pitiful arrogance
When it's really a rarity, I merit the merits
Don't care if it's gonna blow up and carry overseas to America or stay in this area,
Hysteria if a man is about his art and I swear that why
People don't feel me noooo
They don't feel the vibe and the sound
They only wanna get a hold
On me cuz they think I got clout
But they never worry bout a thing
It's gonna end in a frown
If you don't respect the King
Don't make me send in the
Writer: Yannick Rothenbühler
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Copyright: Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid