The Dean's List - Kryptonite Sanity Room (K.S.R.) lyrics

rate me

I’ve written shit that's been lost throughout time

And the moment I forget, I remember you, yeah

The true fan who’s waiting for a sixteen

But instead I give ‘em eight of the truth

I ain’t even goin hard on these beats man

I’m waiting for that album baby

My flow change, every time I spit man

I’m trying to drive hip hop crazy

Yeah, this is my sanity room

Directions, empty out your closet

I swear you got some skeletons just hanging while you’re walking

Perfection, maybe once we reach it

I promise we gon' elevate this mother fucking game

Last night I wrote the best shit (best shit)

Best shit ever you can check it

Girl I left it right upon your dresser

Next to all your pretty sexy things (sexy things)

And everything is empty glass bottles,

And the notes that never made it,

Cause that wave never wave so that ocean never gave in

And my heart is never gaited, but that fence is hard to climb

I got my own fucking opinions, I swear yours will get no shine

I swear I am the greatest, I know about religion,

I just pray that you can take it!

My motives, well fuck that!

I’m just trying to keep it real, so trust that!

I got way too many on me, and not enough time for all I see,

So all I know is all I’ll be

To all these bitches that wanted me

That wanted me, and wanted these,

Heels and blue, dressing white, and ocean view and London nights,

London nights, getting higher than the clouds do, girl!

Getting higher than the clouds do boy

Getting getting higher than the clouds do boy

It’s October in July, I swear these costumes make me sick,

I need a dose of something real before this nightmare turns to it

I’m only sitting in the moment, but the future holds my past

Cause every second I’m without it, I swear I still feel the cash

All this money, in my sanity room

Yeah all this money is nothing at all

It's kinda funny, how we climb just to fall

And all this money, but you know that I’m saving it all

All this money, in my sanity room,

Yeah, all this money, is nothing at all

It's kinda funny, how we climb just to fall

And all this money, you know that I’m saving it all

(Getting higher than the clouds)

(Getting higher than the clouds)

(Getting higher than the clouds)

I been writing for the last 15, minutes, that's all it takes

I might say a lot of things I don’t mean

Fuck it, I don't give a shit,

And my name but my heart is

And I swear to these girls I'm a target!

Is he fame, is he changed?

They see things, and need rings,

I’m good, though, that drink there,

Got me feeling like those bitches ain't here

If I do slip, I probably will

Take a pic for '06, I hardly feel

New cats, and I'm a new cat

But it ain’t no way to make sense

Cause if you know me, then you would know that,

Every thing I say is on the fence.

And we are, young kings again, (young kings again)

And we are, young kings again, (young kings again)

Oh, oh, oh, oh

There is no advice you can give me that's better than the experience I've gained from learning from my own mistakes.

So in other words, it’s not really,

And never really your fucking opinion,

It’s just, I like to think at myself as somebody I can relate too,

Long ass intros, long ass outros

I'm just talking to the people,

This ain't even a song, really

So fuck you if my verse is too short,

Fuck you if my verse is too long,

There's no chorus,

What of it?

Shout out to all the fans.

Shout out to all the supporters.

Shout out to all the shit-takers, all the shit-talkers,

Ha-ha, it's all the same thing.

Thanks to scantron for correcting these lyrics

Thanks to Sturges for correcting these lyrics