Head Static

[Intro] Yeah, I write songs about myself all the time, Ha! And... whatever (In my head, In my head, In my head) If you could you would , wouldn't you? (In my head, In my head, In my head) You would, I know you would (In my head, In my head, In my head) Always I've been [Verse 1] Whenever I walk, it's on pins and needles I can't go a day without offending people, no Especially pretentious people Pretending feeble, defending evil I wanna to go to Heaven just to fuck a angel I said it to myself while I was busing tables Walking through that restaurant drunken, unstable Fucking unable to cut the cable Of the mainstream playlist on repeat, shuffle I spit heinous, so all I need's Hustle I get acquainted and involved with each muscle Now I'm feeling super saiyan, evolving through each struggle The old me said the new me was too free The new me said the old me was 2d Transparent and too weak I got to kill them both in two weeks to do me Truly no lie So I make a hater bunch up in the middle like a fucking bow tie Cause I won't die They don't know why Like the twenty-fifth letter Have you ever met 'em? Hell no I ain't sweatin' it Just spitting my messages for Blacks, Whites, Koreans and Mexicans And whoever else is living in Los Angeles Repping my residence, sending my sentiments Everyone's invited As long they're not lying about enlightenment Well, I'm delighted My name's MC NoCanDo, nice to meet you I got a dope flow, you ought ta try the entire baby [Hook] I think I'm going crazy My focus getting hazy I might be kind of, maybe Because all I hear is static In my head, in my head In my head, head, head In my head, in my head In my head, head, head I tell them that they act so smart but they don't know shit They act so smart but they don't know shit They act so smart but they don't know shit They act so smart but they don't know shit [Verse 2] I just want to do a selfish act And be the Michael Phelps of rap I ain't talking about selling crack Or complaining about the plight of helpless blacks I just want to affect your life Crash your party, respect your wife Young Ralph Ellison, camouflage skeleton Transparent melanin, clever as I ever been Feral and intelligent, devilish and Heaven-sent (What else?) And several different delineatives Bitch, you know my steez No tricks, no gimmicks, check both my sleeves The facial expression on my old ID Oh it's cool and it's rich as a cold night breeze In my old Nike's and my old white tee's I direct this scene cause I'm so Spike Lee Maybe even Paul Haggis The fact is, Los Angeles, we're all crashing Smog traffic, mall madness, fall fashion, ah, raw savage Incred amounts of violence, overindulgence And drugs and vaginas, we got it to a science We'll loot any appliance in an act of defiance Don't act like I'm lying (Riots!) They used to smoke Angel Dust I think that's what made 'em so dangerous Motherfucker don't play with us You'll only enable us to go crazy [Bridge] Go crazy [x8] Crazy! [Hook]