Crowded

[Thoughts from MauSe] Beck: "I can't believe what we've seen outside. You and me watching the jets go by." [Verse 1] I'm being watched for the wrong reasons All scheming They say they love you but they hate you in all seasons They spring up when you win turns to more freedom Cause they want summa ya bread before you fall screaming Believe it, quiz Ripley about the kid mickey The artist with 4 eyes but not from Mississippi Ironically I ain't got nothing but vision in me I'm ill when I paint words nobody sicker than me I heal when I spray words its no Achilles with me But clones still wanna kick and hit me I scare bastards, ghost on the air you fear Casper Eyes watch but it never works out for stare masters I'm judged, every year after I hear laughter Invade your mind, your ear captured, thereafter So many people got opinions on my dominion I've worked for what I've earned I'm not offended, I meant it [Hook] So many people... So many people... "Where do I go? Where do I go? I'll never know, I'll never know." So many people... So many people... "Where do I go? Where do I go? I'll never know, I'll never know." [Pre-Verse] See its a shame, how money will make people strange So when people change, I don't even give the people change [Verse 2] Your relatives are first to try & take advantage Family tree cross me, then I'm breaking branches Spray paint a canvas Create a world you can't find like when God made Atlantis I'm displaying talent Preying mantis, I make em panic Rape the planet, fuck the world, I'm naked dammit I came with nothing and I leave with nothing I don't have faith in suckers I believe in something And that's me, Mickey MauSe my splash reach Is longer than rap sheets by criminal athletes To me its a sport, vacation in the gulf On a scale of one to ehh you know who ten is, of course The Arthur Ashe of the street autographs I'm the shit, you a toilet splash that's talking trash Brain crowded, evade cowards Mask on leave my mark on a strange tower [Hook] [Pre-Verse] Such a pity I don't give love in my own city I had to fly overseas to get love for Mickey [Verse 3] MauSe, see I'm gentle with the pencil Trips to Asia, stencil work on a temple Respected by the elders, packed my Nintendo Never beat Zelda but Mario was simple Fans adored me, no security on me Ladder on the side of a forty floor story Black Riddler who concentrated ask Hitler Camped out, in the Jihad river and had dinner [Hook]