Crowded

Beck: "I can't believe what
We've seen outside you
And me watching the jets go by"

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
It's 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

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"

See it's a shame
How money will make people strange
So when people change
I don't even give the people change

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 it's 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

Such a pity I don't give love in my own city
I had to fly overseas to get love for Mickey

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