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I'm Not Crazy Video (MV)




Performed By: Tutone-Sotirios
Language: English
Length: 3:44
Written by: Nikita Mandalou, Robert Orr




Tutone-Sotirios - I'm Not Crazy Lyrics




If I was really crazy I'd wear a corset while eating porridge
Made from oranges, I'll enjoy it as I pour it on a door hinge
Look for storage down the hall, find a girl in a bathroom stall
Slapping her face with her make-up, making her faker, like a Barbie doll
If I wanted to f*ck Barbie, I'd go to a Toy's R' Us
I'd grab one off the shelf take off my f*cking belt and then try her on myself
I'd go online and hit my f*cking tits in slutty pics
Then in the same day, turn around and be like, "Men are pigs!"
If I was insane I'd spray my face with a can of paint
Go out and try to kill Batman or go to a club half naked
I'd walk the street, then go out late to a public place
Relying on my face and wait for someone to ask me on a date
But just in case now, I'd aim straight my can of mace
Cause I'm "cray" I dress up fake, and then go look for a real mate
"I don't expect to act the same with what I want in 'Men's traits' "
To the human race that menstruates, I wonder how you keep men straight
If I was really crazy I would hear the voices in my head
Even worse, speak 'em out at night before I go to bed
I'd write insults to spit by day, and love songs to sing by night
But in the meantime, I'm Dr. Suess with this line:
I'd pop like the stocked shot glock that caused Pac's stopped clock
He's on watch but he's not caught, but he's Pac, so he lives, he's non-stop
The music that helped me lots consists of Blink, Shady and Hop
They're the only ones that helped my mind, and calmed it down from the crazy thoughts
If I was mental then the love would fight the cynical
I wouldn't know which way to go and one day it would take its toll
I'd snap like a twig, or more like a totem pole
I don't think like the rest of you, but look what I can do.
"You're crazy!"
So?
What's so great about you? Huh?
"I'm funny yo."
I'll give you that, what you do is cute, like back in school, you're a f*cking joke
You can kiss my ass then suck my dick like my belt buckle is a mistletoe
I have really a strange mind, yeah sure, but I'm not crazy though

I'm not crazy, I'm not crazy, I'm not crazy but this shit is unhealthy
I'm not crazy, I'm not crazy, I'm not crazy but this shit is unhealthy
I'm not crazy, I'm not crazy, I'm not crazy but this shit is unhealthy
I'm not crazy, I'm not crazy, I'm not crazy but this shit is unhealthy

If I was crazy I would go completely F.U.G.A.Z.I and A.W.O.L and raid a bank with an AT-AT
And race through the Macy's Thanksgiving Day Parade while vaping and faking rabies
And screaming "I ate a f*cking baby, now f*cking taze me!"
Maybe lately the greatness is making the halo fade
And breaking the latent ape-shit out of it's hateful cage
And the rage is waiting to take it's aim at adjacent faces of racists
Jaded "A-List" masturbators and shameful rapists
So, take a break from the age of incineration
You gain a lot from your patience instead of creating craters
If Vader takes a vacation partaking in aimless mayhem
He made the gravest mistake celebrating in the United States
We take the cake when it comes to shaking the foundations
He probably baked as a potato in a vacant basement
Waging debates with himself over the statements so brazenly uttered
By ugly motherf*ckers and faded patrons
Cater to blame if the situation is hazy, maybe grace amazingly favors the bravest
In place of relating the vacancy in the anal cavities of depravity
To a travesty worth abating the flavor I'm tasting
Basting myself in my own juices, so stupid, no fruitless efforts for a jester in a bold movement
Go through with no fluid motion and hope who is open to own this will go do it, screw it
I'm out of packets and pamphlets to pack in your pantries
I'm back into pantsless action and snacking on cancer
Answer my questions with guesses
I'll heckle you till the Jekll can't hide from the Hyde in your goddamn tantrums
You think the Earth keeps on turning just because you deserve
But, really, you haven't done a single f*cking thing to earn it
You call me crazy for aggravating your sense of purpose
I just react with a tipping hat and a shot of bourbon

I'm not crazy, I'm not crazy, I'm not crazy but this shit is unhealthy
I'm not crazy, I'm not crazy, I'm not crazy but this shit is unhealthy
I'm not crazy, I'm not crazy, I'm not crazy but this shit is unhealthy
I'm not crazy, I'm not crazy, I'm not crazy but this shit is unhealthy
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If I was really crazy I'd wear a corset while eating porridge
Made from oranges, I'll enjoy it as I pour it on a door hinge
Look for storage down the hall, find a girl in a bathroom stall
Slapping her face with her make-up, making her faker, like a Barbie doll
If I wanted to f*ck Barbie, I'd go to a Toy's R' Us
I'd grab one off the shelf take off my f*cking belt and then try her on myself
I'd go online and hit my f*cking tits in slutty pics
Then in the same day, turn around and be like, "Men are pigs!"
If I was insane I'd spray my face with a can of paint
Go out and try to kill Batman or go to a club half naked
I'd walk the street, then go out late to a public place
Relying on my face and wait for someone to ask me on a date
But just in case now, I'd aim straight my can of mace
Cause I'm "cray" I dress up fake, and then go look for a real mate
"I don't expect to act the same with what I want in 'Men's traits' "
To the human race that menstruates, I wonder how you keep men straight
If I was really crazy I would hear the voices in my head
Even worse, speak 'em out at night before I go to bed
I'd write insults to spit by day, and love songs to sing by night
But in the meantime, I'm Dr. Suess with this line:
I'd pop like the stocked shot glock that caused Pac's stopped clock
He's on watch but he's not caught, but he's Pac, so he lives, he's non-stop
The music that helped me lots consists of Blink, Shady and Hop
They're the only ones that helped my mind, and calmed it down from the crazy thoughts
If I was mental then the love would fight the cynical
I wouldn't know which way to go and one day it would take its toll
I'd snap like a twig, or more like a totem pole
I don't think like the rest of you, but look what I can do.
"You're crazy!"
So?
What's so great about you? Huh?
"I'm funny yo."
I'll give you that, what you do is cute, like back in school, you're a f*cking joke
You can kiss my ass then suck my dick like my belt buckle is a mistletoe
I have really a strange mind, yeah sure, but I'm not crazy though

I'm not crazy, I'm not crazy, I'm not crazy but this shit is unhealthy
I'm not crazy, I'm not crazy, I'm not crazy but this shit is unhealthy
I'm not crazy, I'm not crazy, I'm not crazy but this shit is unhealthy
I'm not crazy, I'm not crazy, I'm not crazy but this shit is unhealthy

If I was crazy I would go completely F.U.G.A.Z.I and A.W.O.L and raid a bank with an AT-AT
And race through the Macy's Thanksgiving Day Parade while vaping and faking rabies
And screaming "I ate a f*cking baby, now f*cking taze me!"
Maybe lately the greatness is making the halo fade
And breaking the latent ape-shit out of it's hateful cage
And the rage is waiting to take it's aim at adjacent faces of racists
Jaded "A-List" masturbators and shameful rapists
So, take a break from the age of incineration
You gain a lot from your patience instead of creating craters
If Vader takes a vacation partaking in aimless mayhem
He made the gravest mistake celebrating in the United States
We take the cake when it comes to shaking the foundations
He probably baked as a potato in a vacant basement
Waging debates with himself over the statements so brazenly uttered
By ugly motherf*ckers and faded patrons
Cater to blame if the situation is hazy, maybe grace amazingly favors the bravest
In place of relating the vacancy in the anal cavities of depravity
To a travesty worth abating the flavor I'm tasting
Basting myself in my own juices, so stupid, no fruitless efforts for a jester in a bold movement
Go through with no fluid motion and hope who is open to own this will go do it, screw it
I'm out of packets and pamphlets to pack in your pantries
I'm back into pantsless action and snacking on cancer
Answer my questions with guesses
I'll heckle you till the Jekll can't hide from the Hyde in your goddamn tantrums
You think the Earth keeps on turning just because you deserve
But, really, you haven't done a single f*cking thing to earn it
You call me crazy for aggravating your sense of purpose
I just react with a tipping hat and a shot of bourbon

I'm not crazy, I'm not crazy, I'm not crazy but this shit is unhealthy
I'm not crazy, I'm not crazy, I'm not crazy but this shit is unhealthy
I'm not crazy, I'm not crazy, I'm not crazy but this shit is unhealthy
I'm not crazy, I'm not crazy, I'm not crazy but this shit is unhealthy
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Writer: Nikita Mandalou, Robert Orr
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