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letra de cray - alexander anderson

maniac inside my head who’s chompin’
animaniacs poppin’ so we rompin’
braniac from cali livin’ in boston
overalls and red converse’s on we flossin’
daydreams come carry my mind away
the game of life has taken all my time today
around the world in 80 days only to find
80 ways to come back to square one
we having fun, chasing around a fairy tale
synthesizers, pixie dust, and wizard spells
i predict it’s a recipe for a good time
roll it up, spark it up, and let your mind unwind
my kind has flown blind, into a thunder storm
robbed the world bank rode away on unicorns
over the rainbow, into the pot of gold
life unfolds as the ancient scriptures foretold

livin in this society has got me goin’ cray
and if we don’t we gon’ celebrate anyway
bring the paint and the brushes when it’s lookin’ grey
cause we all good let your trouble fade away
livin in this society has got me goin’ cray
and if we don’t we gon’ celebrate anyway
bring the paint and the brushes when it’s lookin’ grey
cause we all good let your trouble fade away

feelin’ scandalous, i might cause a scandal
smoking on the rooftops skating like a vandal
banana smoothes feelin’ groovy like eric andre
i could watch this white n-gg- f-ck up all day
it’s f-cked up the world of reality television
lookin’ straight into your soul with my supervision
a mental schism, these phonies up in mental prison
my ego faded as you see my mind is liberated
i created a new wave of lifestyle
when you think jazzy stoners i’m the poster child
when you think revolution i’m the last one
to claim the solution is at the barrel of a gun
take my enemies out to get some ice cream
what i do is make a nightmare a good dream
why be mean when we could be saying nice things
money’s not a thing when you living like a king

civilization feels like a mental asylum
most of my thoughts are too real so i try and hide ’em
kaepernick is busy kneeling on the sideline
n-gg-s on the bench be like “when am i gon’ get mine?”
so many young rappers sounding like a drake clone
these real mc’s are stuck in the free speech zone
real musicians get stuck in the jazz club
only that one in a million, will rise above
i try to show some love, to all my real friends
true relationships that i know will never end
some people will take you to a place that you ain’t never been
reveal scents of sweets, peaches, and jasmine
it happened to me, it could happen to you, too
i hear a rhapsody, a rhapsody in blue
i’m feeling blue in green, in the cuffed jeans
staring at the landscape which appears quite obscene

yo it’s a strange world out here man
you know, descendent of a slave, being worked to my grave
if i speak about it, i guess i’m cray
the police come, lock me in chains
doctors prescribe pills to numb my brain
we create this environment
strip me from my roots
and wonder why i express myself in this way
yet still, we will overcome…

- alexander anderson

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