18

How could you blame me?
I’ve been feeling crazy
When did the world
Do a full one-eighty?
How could you blame me?
I’ve been feeling crazy
Everybody hates me
Ever since eighteen
Raise your gin and tonics
We raging in a mosh pit
We aim to re-arrange the fates of the faded and the lost kids
Down with Reaganomics
Fail to make a profit
If you didn’t go to Sean
You made your homie pay and cop it
Ain’t no way around it
Another case is solvent
Continue making progress like there ain’t a day tomorrow
Race to save koala’s in the place they made «The Hobbit,»
Feel like everybody loves me like my name was Ray Romano
And I’m…
So Delusional and that’s a word to the GOAT
If you coming at the kid I’ll fuck your girls in the throat
Turn a virgin a hoe
Bars flow together like in cursive they wrote
And I…
Wonder if my parents proud of me
Who the kid done turned out to be
Pictured my life so different in my head
Now I hang from a balcony
How could you blame me?
I’ve been feeling crazy
When did the world do a full one-eighty?
In another life we was riding a Mercedes
But in this one everybody hate me
Ever since eighteen
Out of my mind
Can’t get outta mine
Won’t face the facts
Just shout «it's fine!»
Even doubt the grind
I don’t wanna rap
Let my problems go in marijuana wraps
I Inhale
And blow ‘em all away
Ship set sail
Feel golden I’m okay
Before I finish that blunt
I’m rollin' up another
Being happy is a front
Sad boy under cover
Wouldn’t know that
Always hold back
The voices in my brain ‘till I go mad
Came sooner that I thought
Mama always said I’d go stupid off the pot
No future in that spot
If you wear that mask
Your face will grow to fit
Need to stand up strong
Fix your shoulder width
Can’t run away
Got to fight your demons
Look to God and pray
You’ll find your meaning
Now…
How could you blame me?
I’ve been feeling crazy
When did the world do a full one-eighty?
In another life we was riding a Mercedes
But in this one everybody hate me
Ever since eighteen
Thought you left me in a basement
Thought you left me in a drawer
Tell you I don’t need no latex
Turn your virgin to a whore
(I already said that!)
Visions from my past they shape the victims through my mask
A physician in my craft
Stick my fingers in your ass
Taking rips out of my flask until you turning from a cripple to a bach-
Elorette
Off the ritalin and crack
Take a lot a bit of this
And a little bit of that
Spitting only gas
Rip you right in half…