Switching Moods
Talk about off days, man I've been off for months
I don't know what to say
Fuck my sound fuck my looks I'm done
But at the other hand, I know that I will never quit
And I'm writing this song to remind myself that I ain't wrong
I got this horrendous bias It makes me feel like I'm not on the right path
But I should be the one deciding which target to shoot
The size of the caliber and what type of gun and I can't forget the dynamite
'Cause I need to blow up, like the ego of Donald Trump
Sometimes I go batshit crazy, I don't know what I'm doing with my life
All I know is that this music shit is, my precious
Going with the flow 'till I'm old, ancient like a trilobite, lately the stress is
Attacking my mind, I'm in pain and blind
I got pepper sprayed in my eyes
This state of anxiety tries to undermining my sobriety
I need to dig deep in my psyche to structure my life
How else would I survive, this is the Mad Martian
Mad like a lion starving, mad like a scientist
Mad like Steve Urkel
From Private to Sergeant, then to Colonel
Switching Moods I feel like I'm bipolar (bipolar)
Wish I could be that dude who doesn't bother (no)
Or bother more what should I do
Help me uncover the truth
Talking to you my father
Switching Moods I feel like I'm bipolar (bipolar)
Wish I could be that dude who doesn't bother (no)
Or bother more what should I do
Help me uncover the truth
Talking to you my father
And you know who I'm talking to
My opponent in the opposite corner I'm never ducking you
Boxing for a price you can't afford
'Cause I'm uppercutting you ('cause that's how I feel)
Up and down, I'm swinging back and forth
Between a lack of confidence and almost being arrogant
This is like a pendulum, think I need to practice more
On my raps to fuel the torch (uh)
Call me the procrastinator king
But my ability to terminate this useless thinking and bring
My brain back to the earth whilst combining this talent with ink
Would exterminate any hater
My sound is distinct like an M1 Garand ping (uh)
Holy cow, I'm 23 now and I already got a midlife crisis
Can a famous rapper please give me a shout-out
Let a Youtube reaction channel dissect my rhymes maybe I'm just
Being cheap right now but all I desire is to sell like Pfizer
I am already ill, so here's the virus, where do I sign up
I don't wanna end up looking like a pirate, waking up with one foot
Two wooden legs and one eye out 'cause I sold my body parts
To pay the bills and don't die out, this rap shit is suicidal
Switching Moods I feel like I'm bipolar (bipolar)
Wish I could be that dude who doesn't bother (no)
Or bother more what should I do
Help me uncover the truth
Talking to you my father
Switching Moods I feel like I'm bipolar (bipolar)
Wish I could be that dude who doesn't bother (no)
Or bother more what should I do
Help me uncover the truth
Talking to you my father
Maybe I should now how to control my self
Then I wouldn't feel like this
But it isn't, that simple
I'm not strong enough
I don't need any help
No, I don't need any help
I don't need any help
I don't know what to say
Fuck my sound fuck my looks I'm done
But at the other hand, I know that I will never quit
And I'm writing this song to remind myself that I ain't wrong
I got this horrendous bias It makes me feel like I'm not on the right path
But I should be the one deciding which target to shoot
The size of the caliber and what type of gun and I can't forget the dynamite
'Cause I need to blow up, like the ego of Donald Trump
Sometimes I go batshit crazy, I don't know what I'm doing with my life
All I know is that this music shit is, my precious
Going with the flow 'till I'm old, ancient like a trilobite, lately the stress is
Attacking my mind, I'm in pain and blind
I got pepper sprayed in my eyes
This state of anxiety tries to undermining my sobriety
I need to dig deep in my psyche to structure my life
How else would I survive, this is the Mad Martian
Mad like a lion starving, mad like a scientist
Mad like Steve Urkel
From Private to Sergeant, then to Colonel
Switching Moods I feel like I'm bipolar (bipolar)
Wish I could be that dude who doesn't bother (no)
Or bother more what should I do
Help me uncover the truth
Talking to you my father
Switching Moods I feel like I'm bipolar (bipolar)
Wish I could be that dude who doesn't bother (no)
Or bother more what should I do
Help me uncover the truth
Talking to you my father
And you know who I'm talking to
My opponent in the opposite corner I'm never ducking you
Boxing for a price you can't afford
'Cause I'm uppercutting you ('cause that's how I feel)
Up and down, I'm swinging back and forth
Between a lack of confidence and almost being arrogant
This is like a pendulum, think I need to practice more
On my raps to fuel the torch (uh)
Call me the procrastinator king
But my ability to terminate this useless thinking and bring
My brain back to the earth whilst combining this talent with ink
Would exterminate any hater
My sound is distinct like an M1 Garand ping (uh)
Holy cow, I'm 23 now and I already got a midlife crisis
Can a famous rapper please give me a shout-out
Let a Youtube reaction channel dissect my rhymes maybe I'm just
Being cheap right now but all I desire is to sell like Pfizer
I am already ill, so here's the virus, where do I sign up
I don't wanna end up looking like a pirate, waking up with one foot
Two wooden legs and one eye out 'cause I sold my body parts
To pay the bills and don't die out, this rap shit is suicidal
Switching Moods I feel like I'm bipolar (bipolar)
Wish I could be that dude who doesn't bother (no)
Or bother more what should I do
Help me uncover the truth
Talking to you my father
Switching Moods I feel like I'm bipolar (bipolar)
Wish I could be that dude who doesn't bother (no)
Or bother more what should I do
Help me uncover the truth
Talking to you my father
Maybe I should now how to control my self
Then I wouldn't feel like this
But it isn't, that simple
I'm not strong enough
I don't need any help
No, I don't need any help
I don't need any help
Credits
Writer(s): Indra Surkijn
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