Man, you’re cray
It’s like you’ve lost it since you moved away
We want to take it back to yesterday
Now everybody thinks you’ve lost your way
We wish the old you was here to stay
So this is where i stand today
Ain’t got much to lose, ain’t got much to say
Ain’t got s*** for the people that be hatin’ me
‘cos out there there’s a sea-full celebratin’ me
And i know that there’s no evil as far as i can see
I dare the f***ing devil come so much as close to me
And attempt to tеmpt me with two flows or three, or a
Place other than just whеre i’m supposed to be
I’ve been around the world in under 80 days
Had passionate evenings and dainty days
Received excited nays and plaintive yays
I could show you how to roam, take ya place to place
My empire’s so vast the sun don’t set for days
And i don’t attribute it to the tributes but
The look on your face tells me the terrain pays
The happy gods make it rain for days
Didn’t have to undergo no personality craze
Which is why i’m so grateful for life’s amazing grace
I’m kelly, while machine guns fire in cartoon motion
I’m the king to mercury, where’s your love potion?
You know i got the key even if i don’t sing
I’m living wilder than the kids in “the bling ring”
But how am i s’posed to know that they jealous
If they don’t tell us to stay away from their fellas?
Rockefeller, tijuana, with mari or juana
From london to tokyo, you can have her if you want her, but the
Cruise is almost over, dock’s in copacabana, homie’s
Bruised, fell over, intoxicated from marihuana
I hate to quote it but he said “yolo”
Never before had a friend of mine stooped so low
Got alcohol stains all over his new polo
But with the guys aboard… guess i could go solo
Man, you’re cray
You must be kidding that you might be gay
We want to take it back to yesterday
Now everybody thinks you’ve gone astray
We wish the old you was here to stay
Narcissistic, egotistic
No longer the altruistic
Type to wonder at all things mystic
Did not predict this, while you were on a girl
Diet, i was on this chick or that
Or the one over there, with the short hair, sad#stic
I don’t know how else to better depict this
“a beautiful nightmare” would be simplistic
It’s just fear when you see anger in a tiger
That’s why i put it on even though i’m a real fighter
I know if they reciprocate my rage that they’ll end up
Scuttering away like a f***ing spider
Sometimes i get this funky f***ing black haze
That surrounds me and turns my life path to a maze
Like a cloud so big and black it blocks the sun’s rays
One time i couldn’t even shower for three days
And another, i took it to another’s place
You can’t talk your problems into each other’s face
So while my tongue was tangled and her wrists were tied
I, don’t think i lied in the few seconds i died
Every day i wasted i was wasted, now i’m sober
Constantly playing ’til i won – game over
I turned to introspection for my own protection
If only my mental cars could explore as far as the mars rover
“you have something, that’s better than nothing!”
D’you have evidence to back that? or are you bluffing?
No pain, no gain, you have to strain to obtain
And then once you attain you’ve still got to maintain
Sometimes you’ve got to feign your reign to gain terrain
To complain is in vain and it’s the heaviest chain
You see, fame and a dame never made a life plain!
To me, there’s nothing worse than staying the same (ugh)
Man, you’re cray
There’s something wrong if you refuse to pray
We want to take it back to yesterday
Now everybody thinks you’ve lost your way
We wish the old you was here to stay
You think i’m cray? no f***ing way
How many times do you need me to say
You don’t come across somebody like me every day
And that of course it’d be weird to find a needle in the hay-
Stack, pack your bags but only what counts
You’ll be stoked to know they hack and track your accounts
Ratatat, better bounce, like a wack jerry mouse
“waka waka” like in africa, they’ll destroy your house
And maybe i’m a paranoid android
But on my iphone i got an app for sigmund freud – find myself
I need to regain my name like john proctor
Hit the gym every day, like dre – i need a doctor
Girl, pass me my jeans, imma get clean
Off of that awful addiction to friction
No, i’m not what i seem, no longer talk no fiction
Haters better fix yourselves quick, before i fix ya
How can you hope to grow when you’ve lost hope?
I took it to the days when i tugged a team’s rope
Realised there was nothing there but mud
Old idols on pedestals fell with a thud
Definition of misery: when ambition is history
When a pleasant conversation turns into a take-the-pisserie
Putting everyone else before yourself
Giving your cake away like you own a patisserie
I’m f***ing sick and tired of you talking fake sh**
You do not want to see me going apeshit
Talk about sex, i have felt a victim’s rape, sh**…
Find consent and bring him to the mother spaceship!
Insane? me? don’t call me that, i’m zany
Wits are important you twits, i’m brainy
If i think that i’ve caught you looking down on me
I’ll have you know i f***ing taught the hawks how to see
Man, you’re cray
It’s like you’ve lost it since you moved away
We want to take it back to yesterday
Now everybody thinks you’ve lost your way
We wish the old you was here to stay
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Johar Amor Lyrics – Lost Your Way