Songtext zu 'Chandelier' von CJ The X

I’m a fan of fear
I fuck with chandeliers
I like expensive shit
I like surpassing peers
I’m a fan of fear
I fuck with chandeliers
I like expensive shit
I like surpassing peers

Dip back into the matrix

They actin’ like I’m famous
They actin’ so abrasive
Things happen, I embrace it
Kick ass of those adjacent
Kick back off when we wasted

Mask off with a flask out
With a flask out back off
Don’t destroy them with a

Don’t get involved
Don’t muster the gall
Don’t fuck with a God
Don’t trust in your luck
Don’t fuck with the odds
I’ll smudge your confidence with a smug

Disarmed, disarmed
Disarmed, disarmed
I decide what you think
I decide if you played your part
I decide if you think you’re smart and
I decide if I hurt your heart

Hell bet on calling shots
My empathetic thoughts get lost
My empathetic thoughts were
I’m so phonetic I’m so
So incessantly eloquent
The eminence so evident
So insensitive, so objective
So let the record show objective method
Protect your neck and step correct
Of human stress

Cash that shit at your expense
I’m a fan of fear
I fuck with chandeliers
I like expensive shit
I like surpassing peers
I’m a fan of fear
I fuck with chandeliers
I like expensive shit
I like surpassing peers

I like brands in fear
I like lavish beers
I like to brandish anguish
I examine tears

Top tier, can’t see
Can’t hear inferior
Stuck in the fears
Don’t talk, you’re a mere man
You ain’t got the to justify dropped bands

Causing some problems with you and your guy
Gossip about me easy as pie
Stay runnin’ gambits but I never lie
Fucked up I’m famous I’m ready to die

Sworn they’re so friendly ’til jealousy enters his eyes
Fuck envy heavenly hits to your pride
Cluttering smothering fettering hunting your mind
Stutter defensively while I be bettering with every stride
Best my flex on my mentor cementing my legend
In mortal and moral important inventor
I am the center

No step to the specter dispel away from my self
‘Cause your contribution pathetic, pompous, and pretentious
Stay out of my mentions
I’m a fan of fear
I fuck with chandeliers
I like expensive shit
I like surpassing peers
I’m a fan of fear
I fuck with chandeliers
I like expensive shit
I like surpassing peers

Fool's gold, fool's gold
Feel the bite of the cold

I don't fuck with the odds
I don’t do what I’m told
Create like a God
Twist fate like a God
Make prophecies and take praise like a God
Craft like a God
Rage like a God
Arcane like a God
Rain flame like a God

Stay runnin’ gambits and runnin’ the gamut
My ego expanding
Your input is banished
Audacity causing casualties and insecurities
Stirring deep panic
Murder your understanding
Disturbing your purpose my firm and fervent certainty
Affirm it in my fans affirm
Don't need it but I’m not asking I’m demanding

Fool’s gold, fool’s gold
Compelled to correct the perspective of a skeptic
I am the anti-septic as expected
An accented exception accepted eclectic and excessive
Extended to the extent you can’t access it
Push past into perfection
I liked it the best of the best kid, I profess

Fool’s gold
Money fame and enraging foes
Dragon in his den I hoarded
Remain on your toes
Took total control
Get scorched if your
Smoke from a nose
Got a torch for a tongue and a legend of me told
Fool's gold, fool's gold
Never felt flames that felt so cold