the monster (feat. RI Hanna)

Im friends with the monster thats under my bed
Get along with the voices inside of my head
You trying to save me, stop holding your breath
And you think Im crazy, yeah, you think Im crazy
I wanted the fame, but not the cover of Newsweek
Oh well, guess beggars cant be choosey
Wanted to receive attention for my music
Wanted to be left alone, public excuse me
Been wanting my cake, I need it too, wanting it both ways
Fame made me a balloon cause my ego inflated
When I blew seep it was confusing
Cause all I wanted to do is be the Bruce Lee of loose leaf
Abused ink, used it as a tool when I blew steam
Ooh, hit the lottery, oh wee
With what I gave up to get was bittersweet
It was like winning a huge meet
Ironic cause I think Im getting so huge I need a shrink
Im beginning to lose sleep, one sheep, two sheep
Going cucko and cuckier as Kool Keith
But Im actually weirder than you think, cause Im
Im friends with the monster thats under my bed
Get along with the voices inside of my head
You trying to save me, stop holding your breath
And you think Im crazy, yeah, you think Im crazy
Well, thats nothing
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Well, thats nothing
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Now I aint much of a poet, but I know somebody once told me to seize the moment
And dont squander it, cause you never know when it could all be over
Tomorrow so I keep conjuring, sometimes I wonder where these thoughts spawn from
(Yeah, ponder it, Doyou wonder theres no wonder youre losing your mind the way
Youre brought up?)
I think youve been wandering off down yonder and stumbled upon Jeff VanVonderen
Cause I needed an intervention in this to intervene between me and this monster
And save me from myself and all this conflict
Cause the very things that I love is killing me and I cant conquer it
My OCD is conking me in the head
Keep knocking, nobodys home, Im sleepwalking
Im just relaying what the voice of my head saying
Dont shoot the messenger, Im just friends with the
Im friends with the monster thats under my bed
Get along with the voices inside of my head
You trying to save me, stop holding your breath
And you think Im crazy, yeah, you think Im crazy
Well, thats nothing
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Well, thats nothing
♪
Call me crazy, but I had this vision
One day that Id walk amongst you regular civilians
But until then drums get killed Im coming straight at
MCs, blood get spilled and I take it back
To the days that I get on a Dre track
Give every kid who got played at
Pumped the villian and shit that say back
To the kids who played em
I aint here to save the fucking children
But if one kid out of a hundred million
Who are going through a struggle feels and relates thats great
Its payback, Russell Wilson falling way back
In the draft, turn nothing into something, still can make that
Straw in the gold chump I will spend Rumpelstiltskin in a hay stack
Maybe I need a straightjacket, face facts
I am nuts for real, but Im okay with that
Its nothing, Im still friends with the
Im friends with the monster thats under my bed
Get along with the voices inside of my head
You trying to save me, stop holding your breath
And you think Im crazy, yeah, you think Im crazy
Im friends with the monster thats under my bed
Get along with the voices inside of my head
You trying to save me, stop holding your breath
And you think Im crazy, yeah, you think Im crazy
Well, thats nothing
♪
Well, thats nothing