Weird Side

Eyedea

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    Weird Side

    [Eyedea]
    Why they always looking at me, like there's something on my face man
    No matter where I go, I'm always feeling out of place
    And I know I'm not your regular I got a different taste
    Probably 'cause most my life, spent right in my basement
    I didn't watch the Super Bowl, don't drink alcohol
    Don't carry I.D., don't go to the mall
    I'm extra argumentative and really good at fast talk
    I can't dance or sing but I can rap my ass off
    Hey my voice is unique, I'll leave it at that
    But what other rapper you know, has the ideas I have
    And it ain't like the skin color really is significant
    Puts you in a category of part ass part
    Idiot but I don't try to fit in
    My life's like a novel of science-fiction
    My mission is to get into your mind, and make you listen and
    Rewind what you were missin', everytime that you insisting to be blind
    I paint a picture with the rhyme and climb the instrument
    I'll hide behind a picket fence, slash a little wickedness and I
    Win at this so you better better me
    I always smile in public if I got a lot of energy
    Don't go to the doctor, I got my own remedies
    Oh and I almost forgot I got a really good memory

    [Chorus]
    I know a lot of people that'll tell you that they hate me
    cause they know I bring out the weird side
    Some say I'm a genius others say that I'm crazy
    but they all say I'm a little on the weird side
    It ain't like I can help it, it's the way I was raised
    so I'm living every minute on the weird side
    Here's a ticket for the train, pay a visit to my brain
    If you wanna know about the weird side
    It goes dee-dee-da, dee-dee-da, doo-doo-do, doo-doo-do
    Da dee-dee-da, dee-dee-da, doo-doo-do, doo-doo-do

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    [Eyedea]
    I only write with a certain type of pen, chameleon
    Switching crummy it's ya intraversin' loud mouths
    First thing I do after I buy a CD is open it up
    and see if my name's in the shout outs
    I read books, I know the inclono mechanics
    Psychology, philosophy, peyote and acid
    I like Jimi Hendrix more than any rap shit
    And my favorite movie's Dr. StrangeLove, that's a classic
    Never had a fist fight, got knocked out one time
    Stupid motherfucker thought peace was a gang sign
    Yo I never liked the circus I was too afraid of clowns
    20 years in the same city still don't know my way around
    And still get lost inside of my thoughts
    Sayin dumb jokes just to hear myself talk
    Yeah I know my clothes probably need to be washed
    But I like em' and if I didn't I would take em' off

    [Chorus]
    I know a lot of people that'll tell you that they hate me
    cause they know I bring out the weird side
    Some say I'm a genius others say that I'm crazy
    but they all say I'm a little on the weird side
    It ain't like I can help it, it's the way I was raised
    so I'm living every minute on the weird side
    Here's a ticket for the train, pay a visit to my brain
    If you wanna know about the weird side
    It goes dee-dee-da, dee-dee-da, doo-doo-do, doo-doo-do
    Da dee-dee-da, dee-dee-da, doo-doo-do, doo-doo-do
    Dee-dee-da, dee-dee-da, doo-doo-do, doo-doo-do
    Da dee-dee-da, dee-dee-da, doo-doo-do, doo-doo-do

    [Eyedea]
    I'm not accepted by any certain group or people
    I'm a walking talking freak-show and by now you know my steelo
    Everybody's weird, you know that's true
    I bet you even got a little bit of weirdness in you
    My lyrics are due to depression, and an essence impression, unprecedented
    Identity, representin' the Midwest I guess I'm just ahead of my time
    Blame my pedigree, I'm telling you a tale of the time, embellish the melody
    Who are you to say I got a few loose screws?
    Do the tools humans use can ever measure my texture
    Extra, extra read all about it Eyedea's an extraterrestrial don't let him
    touch you or even sit next to you
    Hey I dont write, so you're wrong and that makes me right
    Song after song, night after night
    Gonna spit my words into the mic
    And the crowd reacts nice if it's something that they like
    Now is that so strange to want the attention
    Think I should change man save your suggestions
    I swear someday I'm gonna be somebody's hero
    But until that day I'm just another fuckin' weirdo

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