They don't know the fame.
They don't the name.
They don't understand that the money's the man.
Rapid Eye Movement,
Seeing golden dollar signs and diamonds.
They ask about Mars,
I say I know the climate.
There's a whole lot of tents,
and little bit of water.
I think I'll hold it back,
until I know it's charters.
Because I see a lot of hits,
Making craters in bottles.
Lift it up and take a sip,
to the solar narcotics.
I might be out of my mind,
at least I'm pushing farther.
Cause I see a lot faded getting stuck on the bottom.
I'm not climbing out of holes,
As I step upon the water.
Music so loud,
you can't even hide it from you daughters.
They don't care about the weed,
it's all about brain thinking.
This world is just disguising everything keep on me.
A whole lot of ways not kill something.
Just a lot of ways to let build on me.
Every time I go to sleep,
it's like the world's crumbling.
Maybe I should stay awake longer.
Maybe if I'm awake when I die,
they'll know me stronger.
Or maybe either way,
they're going to hate longer.
Surrounded by a few,
making sure that I don't act lonely.
To stay for awhile,
let them sleep on me.
My head's upon a rock,
Isn't how I sleep funny?
They test the waters,
I just let them drown from me.
Because everything not mine is going down on me.
Everything I let go,
is flying 'round for me.
Too many options is like too many people that you could love from me.
It's a possibility that I payed homage.
I say possibly,
Because I've sent nothing.
Everyday I hear I words,
"But you said something."
So no matter what,
all that so-ing matters.
I made it myself,
so I can hold laughter.
I wrote in this doubt,
so I could drive longer.
Whatchyou think I'm really doing down here,
to find the bomb master?
I'm just rounding up the ones,
that could get along after.
Like we don't need a second to remind after.
My place is at that top,
This must an angel and a man's chapter.
They don't understand no body,
because no body's better.
Nonchalant on the throne,
Like why the f**k I need a neck.
Because the forest in my head is enough to put the rent on me.
Because we're all free here,
we succeed better.
Good job children,
that's the first letter.
Can you start to understand?
Can't you see that I'm a little clever?
I protect the people that I need, better.
I don't need a damned thing,
so they breathe on me.
If you think I'm just a plant,
maybe you're something.
Or maybe you are the weed,
and it's me smoking.
We live life full,
Because the trees talking.
I guess I've pushed my agenda,
too many plans on me.
They try figure out,
where I am going.
I had to flip the book,
Show them the end,
and let them recognize I am going.
Out of mind,
and very soon I'm out of time on me.
Thought they wished me with nickel,
then they went and flipped the dime on me.
Back to feeling real,
but if I am, where is everybody?
It's like I rule on high without the sorry.
Give them all I make,
I sneak right through the party,
I payed for this all,
but what are facts compared to carters.
They'd pack up all their bags,
if they thought I was a goner.
I am everything.
I see everything.
I need everything.
I breathe everything.
I seize everything,
I relieve everything.
I am always on your mind,
I believe everything.
I am the difference between a throne,
and a ring.
I'm not worried about the rush in,
Come on in,
welcome everybody.
With a glint up in the eyes,
As I know you from nothing.
I don't really need explaining,
the stranded divine.
Has a lot more God given time.
Call it hesitation,
but I think you know better.
It's like running through the crowd,
and then you realize they're running.
They all fall prey, eternally I'm hunting.
Most recently the hunt has been more of a wonder.
I start to keel over on myself,
when I think about it all I start to shudder.
It was cool back there,
and I get colder with summer.
It was strange back there,
Like a shaded highway to heaven.
He's deranged out there,
to the strangers who peek.
He's a genius out there,
to the people who geek.
Non-threatening, so they think I'm a stoner.
The only thing apparently clear,
is my frequent recurrence.
I guess I'm finding every place,
until no more, disorder.
Some live it like a race,
but I'm calmer then iguanas.
They don't the name.
They don't understand that the money's the man.
Rapid Eye Movement,
Seeing golden dollar signs and diamonds.
They ask about Mars,
I say I know the climate.
There's a whole lot of tents,
and little bit of water.
I think I'll hold it back,
until I know it's charters.
Because I see a lot of hits,
Making craters in bottles.
Lift it up and take a sip,
to the solar narcotics.
I might be out of my mind,
at least I'm pushing farther.
Cause I see a lot faded getting stuck on the bottom.
I'm not climbing out of holes,
As I step upon the water.
Music so loud,
you can't even hide it from you daughters.
They don't care about the weed,
it's all about brain thinking.
This world is just disguising everything keep on me.
A whole lot of ways not kill something.
Just a lot of ways to let build on me.
Every time I go to sleep,
it's like the world's crumbling.
Maybe I should stay awake longer.
Maybe if I'm awake when I die,
they'll know me stronger.
Or maybe either way,
they're going to hate longer.
Surrounded by a few,
making sure that I don't act lonely.
To stay for awhile,
let them sleep on me.
My head's upon a rock,
Isn't how I sleep funny?
They test the waters,
I just let them drown from me.
Because everything not mine is going down on me.
Everything I let go,
is flying 'round for me.
Too many options is like too many people that you could love from me.
It's a possibility that I payed homage.
I say possibly,
Because I've sent nothing.
Everyday I hear I words,
"But you said something."
So no matter what,
all that so-ing matters.
I made it myself,
so I can hold laughter.
I wrote in this doubt,
so I could drive longer.
Whatchyou think I'm really doing down here,
to find the bomb master?
I'm just rounding up the ones,
that could get along after.
Like we don't need a second to remind after.
My place is at that top,
This must an angel and a man's chapter.
They don't understand no body,
because no body's better.
Nonchalant on the throne,
Like why the f**k I need a neck.
Because the forest in my head is enough to put the rent on me.
Because we're all free here,
we succeed better.
Good job children,
that's the first letter.
Can you start to understand?
Can't you see that I'm a little clever?
I protect the people that I need, better.
I don't need a damned thing,
so they breathe on me.
If you think I'm just a plant,
maybe you're something.
Or maybe you are the weed,
and it's me smoking.
We live life full,
Because the trees talking.
I guess I've pushed my agenda,
too many plans on me.
They try figure out,
where I am going.
I had to flip the book,
Show them the end,
and let them recognize I am going.
Out of mind,
and very soon I'm out of time on me.
Thought they wished me with nickel,
then they went and flipped the dime on me.
Back to feeling real,
but if I am, where is everybody?
It's like I rule on high without the sorry.
Give them all I make,
I sneak right through the party,
I payed for this all,
but what are facts compared to carters.
They'd pack up all their bags,
if they thought I was a goner.
I am everything.
I see everything.
I need everything.
I breathe everything.
I seize everything,
I relieve everything.
I am always on your mind,
I believe everything.
I am the difference between a throne,
and a ring.
I'm not worried about the rush in,
Come on in,
welcome everybody.
With a glint up in the eyes,
As I know you from nothing.
I don't really need explaining,
the stranded divine.
Has a lot more God given time.
Call it hesitation,
but I think you know better.
It's like running through the crowd,
and then you realize they're running.
They all fall prey, eternally I'm hunting.
Most recently the hunt has been more of a wonder.
I start to keel over on myself,
when I think about it all I start to shudder.
It was cool back there,
and I get colder with summer.
It was strange back there,
Like a shaded highway to heaven.
He's deranged out there,
to the strangers who peek.
He's a genius out there,
to the people who geek.
Non-threatening, so they think I'm a stoner.
The only thing apparently clear,
is my frequent recurrence.
I guess I'm finding every place,
until no more, disorder.
Some live it like a race,
but I'm calmer then iguanas.