
Crazy/Trouble Lyrics
- Genre:Hip Hop & Rap
- Year of Release:2024
Lyrics
This generation crazy
And still they all so mother fucking lazy
Do things safely
Move so swift we keep it hasty
Make songs for some ladies
I wish I was born in the eighties
Damn this world's so rainy
Corporation, occupations, setting rules, for populations
Inoculated straight through the pearly gates and
I feel so wasted, don't know how I made it
Thought I went to Hell and back
In between we made some tracks
While I dope relapsed
Cannot get time back
That's just facts
Know life hacks, just drown 6-packs
Just to feel alright
No we never give no signal
Give a fuck about your feelings
Always drop it through the ceiling oh
Just to feel alright
No we never give no signal
Give a fuck about your feelings
Always drop it through the ceiling oh
I think we crazy
Throw a toddler out the window
Make your baby mom a widow
We crazy
Think we mad enough to hit you in the dick with an echidna
We must have lost our minds
Shit, will someone help us find them?
We crazy
As polarizing as polar opposites
Picking the same sides on all topics
We off the rocker
But making it symphonic
Botanical diabolics
I'm smoking that hydroponic
So fuck it I'm gettin wild man
Spillin phonics on page
Straight off of the top
Dropped a couple of tapes
Now the energy iconic
Mental is dichotomous
Me and the other guy
Get way
too fucked up
While I'm just
Tryna get high
I'm
problematic
An addict without a proper fix
Telling ya grandma
She can eat on a bag of dicks
Some pepperoni and a pack of cigs
Like I'm on my Ricky shit
Risky is the business
Quicker than the silver round my neck and wrist
Cause me to freeze myself to death
Psilocybin and Sudafed
I'm cooking concoctions
To put myself to bed
I'm sending hits to the neck
That shit been hitting my head
I'm feel I'm reaching my best
So homie fuck what you said
I think we crazy
Throw a toddler out the window
Make your baby mom a widow
We crazy
Think we mad enough to hit you in the dick with an echidna
We must have lost our minds
Shit, will someone help us find them?
We crazy
We must have lost our minds
Shit will someone help us find them?
We crazy
This is not no signal
Best believe that what I do illegal
Y'all some seagulls
Ain't even make it past the prequel
What's your deal though?
I'd be down to fuck around
Order round after round
Till I'm lost in my town
I'm that kid
Make em wonder about what he knows
Waiting for the sequel
Damn that is wild
Thoughts complied
Same result again
That is common knowledge throughout way too many people
This is life yo it is so fucking real yo
I made up my mind
Use your skull for meals though
Got my weapons from the Home Depot
Copped a shovel, buried trouble
Got some blades, replace the wheels yo
The Devil she's knocking and she's real close
I don't wanna know what she knows
Ain't no recourse
Best to know how all to cite upon your research
Homies get fed death like cleaning chores
Best to go subside even if you don't settle scores
Making sense while not on course
This crash course be like high courts
If survive then make some reports
Gotta pass the fucking test
Or I might end up like the rest
That's fear, never hear
I stay clear, homie cheers
Too much beer, nothing near, got revered
Gotta get my trees up
I just re-upped then I fucked the beat up
Might kick my feet up
When that temperature rising
And your hands hit the sky
I know that its about to explode
Y'all know FUNCSONIK's here to stay
Y'all know FUNCSONIK's here to stay
I found my pocket was full of rocks and a couple of Oxy
Now I'm sloppy moshing moronically sipping a gin and tonic
My wallet been kinda empty but that's the least of my problems
I'm tripping more bout my mind state thinking I'm gonna solve em
Battle depression bouts on 40oz of falling out
With homies who didn't know me then and sure as hell don't know me now
I keep the dimmest clouds
Ain't seen the sun in quite a while
Take from that what you will
I still gave you something to sing about
When I'm in my element
There ain't no telling what mystical wisdom my tongue is gonna speak
Fuck all this this nonsense that everyone talking
I'm hurting your feelings but y'all won't faze me
It seems everybody wanna be on the bullshit excuses
Nah, nah, that's some shit y'all can keep
It's fucking embarrassing
Y'all still be risking your lives for some shit that you'll never achieve
Cheez