Insomniac By Choice - Ecid

Insomniac By Choice - Ecid

Альбом
Post Euphoria Vol.1
Год
2013
Язык
`Angļu`
Длительность
273080

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Insomniac By Choice

Ecid

Live from the mind of a loony tune lunatic

Who is this?

Ecid, in technicolor Zuba print

Dis the crew get drop-kicked.

DJ Pseudonym

I’d take a shot in the dick for this, sometimes you lose to win

I stuck to my guns like a super soaker shooting Kool-Aid

If only I knew I was shooting blanks at every new day

There’s no monetary gain in the truth trade

Flooding the food chain with fools gold til' we tooth ache

Fuck who you thinks cool, there not cool any way

Any day now the wind will expose those toupee’s

Because if ya play not to lose that’s a lose lose no matter who’s playing

I’m the win win and it’s a new game

Your kinda Dane Cook, but your not Jordan Miché good

So silly psycho he’s got Norman Bates shook

Ignored the strange looks and took a neon to Arizona

Two foreign exchange crooks scared to death of Sedona

I’ll never get signed unless I forge my own signature

And I’ll never give a fuck about what Weezy said on Twitter

I haven’t read a sentence since I invented reading

Stuck in between each line like is there even a meaning?

Call me a dreamer but I’ve never slept a day in my life

I might crazy but my hear is filled with nothing but fight

Call me a dreamer but I’ve never slept a day in my life

Wake up, wake up, wake up, wake up, wake up, wake up and take flight

Call me a dreamer but I’ve never slept a day in my life

I might crazy but my hear is filled with nothing but fight

Call me a dreamer but I’ve never slept a day in my life

Wake up, wake up, wake up, wake up, wake up, wake up and take flight

I wrote this number on a hundred dollar bill

Then burned it to a crisp on lottery ticket thrills

Each scratch off defined by one simple syllable

Fuck gambling, man.

I shoulda been a criminal

In high school I was cool I had the bombest erb

Oh momma I just wanna be nominated popular

I could of gone on to Doctor or Astronomer

Instead I went to rap college and learned how to not get hurt

I wanted to be Larry Bird but he wore Converse

That’s Contraband where I’m from my jumper kinda wondered

Onward, fell in love with every little songbird

That let me tickle there tongue with the tip of my tonsil monster

Pigeon hole me «emo» at least I give a rats ass

I like a good cry and damn I look dapper in black

Bases loaded crack a smile and fake a bunt

There’s so much more to life than bitches and grape blunts

Call me a dreamer but I’ve never slept a day in my life

I might crazy but my hear is filled with nothing but fight

Call me a dreamer but I’ve never slept a day in my life

Wake up, wake up, wake up, wake up, wake up, wake up and take flight

Call me a dreamer but I’ve never slept a day in my life

I might crazy but my hear is filled with nothing but fight

Call me a dreamer but I’ve never slept a day in my life

Wake up, wake up, wake up, wake up, wake up, wake up and take flight

Live by the dream die by the dream

Go ahead and chase it for as long as you need

Live by the dream die by the dream

Go ahead and chase it for as long as you need

Live by the dream die by the dream

Go ahead and chase it for as long as you need

Live by the dream die by the dream

Go ahead and chase it for as long as you need

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