Songtext zu 'Dancing With Myself' von Krizz Kaliko

Now, now Christopher
Don't you go forcin' everyone to listen to your crazy music
She's right son
Don't you go forcin' everyone to listen to your crazy music
Ah, come on
Now now now
Listen to your mother (father)
Ah, galy G guys, I just wanna sing

Feelin' like I want someone to tangle with me
The whole wide world don't know me
So my whole label lookin' at me
Know that I'm genius
People lend me a ear I said that I'm genius
Just so I made it clear
Came boxin' me, unboxable
Top the untoppable

Impossible, from more popular we be way more profitable
B.E.A.T. obstacles, see me, pay me, gotta get the dough
And I wait to the left, I've never been a didle
So I don't get the riddles, there better be a big ol'
Check, cause I ain't reached my pinicle yet
And if they too sentimental to jet
Cause everything up on dinner was disrespectful
So check for me, I'm the one with the crazy hair
Dancin' by myself, you don't understand me then read me there

They don't understand my music and no-one else is dancin' to it
I'm dancin' with my se-elf
Dancin' with my se-elf
I'm a little hard to swallow cause what they do I do not follow
I'm dancin' with my se-elf
Dancin' with my se-elf

How you make it when you'r fat black
And you rap wack to the naked ear
11 years, and I never even should've been in here
When you're a freak of nature they hate ya
Stacks of paper can save you
And take the chance that they gave you
These ranger labels will slave you

But try the Nina, saw my chance to stack that green up
Tac city first then Kali's 'bout to clean up
You are something else
A record deal, it was summer y'all and sit on the shelf
And was sippin' something soapy next to a sexual dismal well
But only a handful of you follow me and I gotta be godily
And I would revive a beat cause of a lot of them actors in poverty
And I'm left of self, I'm out to lunch, I'm out to dinner
I'm the best the world has ever had
If you don't get me, too bad

They don't understand my music
And no-one else is dancin' to it
I'm dancin' with my se-elf
Dancin' with my se-elf
I'm a little hard to swallow
Cause what they do I do not follow
I'm dancin' with my se-elf
Dancin' with my se-elf

Oh my God (yes)
Oh my goodness
This business is over calculus
The whole industry watchin' us
We don't forget and if you listen close and dose it in
Cause we supposed to be the poster boys
I told 'em to tell 'em, you're in this economy

I don't wanna defuse this for coopin' if
You're snoopin' through the sound scan
Think I'm floppin' stupid, you sound man
But I march to the beat, I'm like
I can only make it so dumb so I'm dancin' by my lonesome
They don't understand my music
And no-one else is dancin' to it

I'm dancin' with my se-elf
Dancin' with my se-elf
I'm a little hard to swallow
Cause what they do I do not follow
I'm dancin' with my se-elf
Dancin' with my se-elf
Dar it son, enough with this dancin' with yourself stuff
You go straight to bed with no supper
Momm?!
You heard him
Straight to bed with no supper
That's alright, I don't wanna sing anyway