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Going Crazy
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Hip-Hop/Rap
Going Crazy è stato pubblicato il 21 febbraio 2018 da CHVSE come parte dell'album Going Crazy - Single
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Data di uscita21 febbraio 2018
EtichettaCHVSE
Melodicità
Acousticità
Valence
Ballabilità
Energia
BPM62

Crediti

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Sir Skitzo
Sir Skitzo
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Chase Allen Halverson
Chase Allen Halverson
Songwriter

Testi

I've been gone for a while, now
Was in a funk, but I climbed out
'Cause, I realized that I'm limited on time
So, I put them dark thoughts in the corner, like a time out
Ya'll be saying that I died down?
Nah, not a chance, I'm alive now
But, I see my times being written in the lines
And I couldn't seem to stand it anymore, so I lied down
So, why am I here?
I feel like my heart is so far from apparent
I'm trapped in my zone to fight for success and give back to my parents
But, when I'm alone, I feel like I'm setting myself up for failure
Stuck in my home
Anxiety piling, 'til dying's a favor
If I am the savior
Hiding from labor
Piling my paper, by rhyming with flavor
Fall of my haters, fall then they cater
Say that I'm cold, as they climbing the glacier
Quiet, and made to spit
'Cause, I know that I'm so divine
And my flow upholds, to the goals of a soul, going ghost, when I wrote these lines
I can't live luxurious
I'm too real, and I'm too broke
But, I back down from these contracts that they offer me, with no loopholes
I'm too dope, to be held down
Stomped on, and made lose hope
So fuck the game, and fuck the fame
I'ma make my tunes, and keep doing so
Took a break from the fame, and they say that I'm gettin' lazy
'Cause, I can't just slave everyday, or else it would break me
So, I run around with my finger up, yelling, "Y'all don't phase me!"
But deep inside, in my mind, I'm going crazy
Took a break from the fame, and they say that I'm getting lazy
'Cause, I can't just slave everyday, or else it would break me
So I run around with my finger up, yelling, "Y'all don't phase me"
But, deep inside in my mind, I'm going crazy (look)
So, you got a couple hundreds, and you're fronting it
Stop acting like you got them chips
Drop that shit, you a God-damn bitch
'Cause, you claim you get that money, but you're not that rich
Talk that shit, little hot-head prick
You got one hit, and it's moderate
You the opposite of an optimist
'Cause if you got blessed, you would block your bliss
No pot to piss, and my piss stains
Suddenly, I feel I'm dismayed
'Cause, I wonder why I've been undermined in the rap game, when their shit's fake
I seen it all as an escape
But then, it turned to a mistake
'Cause now my life has went and found the light, for the whole world to go invade
Like the trojan horse, against Romans (Hide)
Or the German force, against Polands (Nein)
Either way, they're gonna breach the gate
Then, try to seal my fate, when I'm broken
I been around the game, and I seen the fakest
Rappers, acting like they are the greatest
But drop a track, and every rap is basic
And these others rappers jack it, like it's masturbation
I'll act like Jason, smash their face in
Grab their track, and then attack the pages
Smacking Satan, with a track I made him
'Cause I mastered rapping, like math to Asians
So who the hell are you, to try and tell me
That I'll need more than fucking music, just to help me?
Took a break from the fame, and they say that I'm getting lazy
'Cause I can't just slave everyday, or else it would break me
So I run around with my finger up, yellin', "Ya'll don't phase me"
But deep inside, in my mind, I'm going crazy
Took a break from the fame, and they say that I'm getting lazy
'Cause, I can't just slave everyday, or else it would break me
So I run around, with my finger up, yelling, "Y'all don't phase me"
But deep inside, in my mind, I'm going crazy
Written by: Chase Allen Halverson
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