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The Monster
I'm friends with the monsterthat's under my bedGet a long with the voices inside of my headYou trying to save meStop holding your breathAnd you think I'm crazyyeah, you think I'm crazyI wanted the fameBut not the cover of NewsweekOh well, guess beggars can't be chooseyWanted to receive attention for my musicWanted to be left alone in public, excuse meFor wantin' my cake, and eat it tooand wantin' it both waysFame made me a balloon'cause my ego inflatedWhen I blew, see, but it was confusing'Cause all I wanted to do's bethe Bruce Lee of loose leafAbused ink, used it as a toolwhen I blew steamWoo! Hit the lottery, ooh-weeBut with what I gave up to get it was bittersweetIt was like winnin' a used minkIronic 'cause I think I'm gettin' so hugeI need a shrinkI'm beginnin' to lose sleepone sheep, two sheepGoin' coo-coo and kooky as Kool KeithBut I'm actually weirder than you think'cause I'm—I'm friends with the monster that's under my bedGet along with the voices inside of my headYou're tryin' to save meStop holdin' your breathAnd you think I'm crazy, yeah, you think I'm crazyWell, that's nothin'Well, that's nothin'Now, I ain't much of a poetBut I know somebody once told meto seize the moment and don't squander it'Cause you never know when it all could be over tomorrowSo I keep conjurin'Sometimes I wonder where these thoughts spawn fromYeah, ponderin'll do you wondersNo wonder you're losin' your mindThe way it wanders(New-hoo, ooh-hoo) Yodel-odel-ay-hee-hoo!I think it went wanderin' off down yonderAnd stumbled onto Jeff VanVonderen'Cause I need an interventionistTo intervene between me and this monsterAnd save me from myself and all this conflict'Cause the very thingthat I love's killin' me and I can't conquer itMy OCD's conkin' me in the head, keep knockin'Nobody's home, I'm sleepwalkin'I'm just relayin'what the voice in my head's sayin'Don't shoot the messenger, I'm just friends with the—I'm friends with the monster that's under my bedGet along with the voices inside of my headYou're tryin' to save meStop holdin' your breathAnd you think I'm crazy, yeah, you think I'm crazyWell, that's nothin'Well, that's nothin'Call me crazy, but I have this vision, one day thatI'll walk amongst you a regular civilianBut until then, drums get killed and I'm comin' straight atMCs, blood gets spilled and I'llTake you back to the days that I'd get on a Dre trackGive every kid who got played thatPumped-up feelin' and shit to say backTo the kids who played himI ain't here to save the fuckin' childrenBut if one kid out of a hundred millionWho are goin' through a strugglefeels it and relates, that's greatIt's payback, Russell Wilson fallin' way back in the draftTurn nothin' into somethin', still can make thatStraw into gold, chumpI will spin—Rumpelstiltskin in a haystackMaybe I need a straightjacketFace factsI am nuts for real, but I'm okay with thatIt's nothin', I'm still friends with the—I'm friends with the monster that's under my bedGet along with the voices inside of my headYou're tryin' to save meStop holdin' your breathAnd you think I'm crazy, yeah, you think I'm crazyI'm friends with the monster that's under my bed(Get along with) Get along with the voices inside of my head(You're tryin' to) You're tryin' to save mestop holdin' your breath(And you think) And you think I'm crazyyeah, you think I'm crazyWell, that's nothin'Well, that's nothin'
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