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letra de going crazy! - liggsy remix - kane train

[intro]
yo yo…
f-ck using youtube beats, yeah?
f-ck ’em!
never again!
bun that sh-t

i’m mental (i’m mental)
what i do with a pencil over an instrumental
(what i do with a pencil)
i’m mental (i’m mental)
i’m doing what i’m meant to
use the beat as a stencil!

[verse 1]
going crazy?! sh-t, i been it for minute! (argh!)
my soul is splitting. i feel like i’m really truly f-cking finished! (yeah)
but yet i’m still here! at least i think so… (how?)
my head is spinning, having recurring fantasies of devilish women!
(where am i?)
my ears have been ringing! my temperature’s risen!
the aperture on my camera was tampered with… (what the f-ck?)
now i’m beginning to see satan grinning (kane!)
within every single snapshot i snap within it
i’m starting to think i need an exorcism…
-crying-

playing hangman on sticky notes posted to my fridge
waitin’ for reznik to have his turn whilst i’m practing this (it’s your turn!)
rapping so sl!ck. yo, here’s my ass. you can kiss it
actually, zip it shut your lips are too nasty for this (nuh, uh, nuh)

keep hearing h-rny succubusses telling me to k!ll myself!
f-ck you b-tch! (f-ck you!) what is this h-ll?!
scratch me with your fingernails!
jokes on you, nasty b-tch! (ahahahah)
how you gon’ threaten me with eternal suffering if i’m a m-s-ch-st?

[hook]
i’m mental (i’m mental)
what i do with a pencil over an instrumental
(what i do with a pencil)
i’m mental (i’m mental)
i’m doing what i’m meant to
use the beat as a stencil (yeah, yeah!)
i’m mental (i’m mental)
what i do with a pencil over an instrumental
(what i do with a pencil)
i’m mental (i’m mental)
i’m doing what i’m meant to
use the beat as a stencil!

[verse 2]
i’m the guy who’s always chronically depressed! (that’s me!)
smell the vodka on my breath left on the mic when i perform my set! (smell it)
you go after me, prepare to smell the fumes (yeah)
and when i run out of juice, i’m burning you and then inhaling you (burn!)

don’t wanna listen to my scary tunes… (nuh uh)
i get awkward looks from the engineers when i’m in the booth (what’s he doing?)
…like i’m preaching a dark sermon
i stab a large woman (stab!) just for being ugly, then i pass urine! (p-ss…)

yeah! my perception of reality is very lobsided (it is!)
got crossed eyes and i’ve gone blind and i am on fire! (ow!)
oh no, i’m not it’s just more tactile hallucinations (huh?)
you’s a wasteman! only rapper’s i f-ck with’s junior and dave fam! (yeah!)

line between fantasy and reality is blurred
living a curse. spitting up words ’til i’m dead in a he-rs- (ah, sh-t!)
i’m donny darko, frank beside me in the monte carlo
time travelling, reading my prophecy off a tomato (yeah!)
[hook]
i’m mental (i’m mental)
what i do with a pencil over an instrumental
(what i do with a pencil)
i’m mental (i’m mental)
i’m doing what i’m meant to
use the beat as a stencil (yeah, yeah!)

i’m mental (i’m mental)
what i do with a pencil over an instrumental
(what i do with a pencil)
i’m mental (i’m mental)
i’m doing what i’m meant to
use the beat as a stencil!

[verse 3]
my psychologist said i should probably stop the drinking (no way!)
but, f-ck that! what the f-ck could she possibly be thinking? (yeah?)
where else would i get my power from? (where?) dropped the sniffing
and, you wonder why i’m depressed!? man… n0body listens (no-one!)

matter of fact. yo, i’m ’bout relapse! (i am) somebody pass a weed bag
and a handful of grounded shrooms in a teabag (gimmie that!)
sick of being humble amongst all my fellow rappers (f-ck you all!)
you all f-cking suck d-ck! i hope you die of… (urgh)

kreepie-kay’s a combination of vodka straight and nicotine (haha)
what i’m saying is i’m an abomination! (oh…)
rocking raybans in the middle of the night
to come and give you a fright! kidnap you after i k!ll your wife! (k!ll the b-tch!)

what is this life that i’m living in? best remain vigilant
when i come in your crib with blood all on my fingertips (what the f-ck?)
you can kiss my grit, l!ck a d-ck, and fricking spit on it!
after you’ve done that, i’ll tell you where to stick the sh-t!

suck my d-ck, you silly b-tch! yeah, motherf-cker!

i’m mental (i’m mental)
what i do with a pencil over an instrumental
(what i do with a pencil)
yeah, yeah, huh, i’m mental (i’m mental)
i’m doing what i’m meant to
use the beat as a stencil!

i really don’t give a sh-t about you. nah!

- kane train

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