Charles Hamilton - Fans Are Cool lyrics

I created a hell in which I live in All based on a hell that I was given So why the hell am I trippin when in my hell I have fans standin tellin me to give this track all I got Cause my tracks are just hot, back to the block when its gra** that I cop Then laugh at the thought of disaster and talk about it And these people listen, sweet position Which is deeper for me because I speak with percision But as sweet as the beat because the melody has been twisted What key is it? A-Minor, so am I At age 21 it will be history My fans get the stuggle, with the mussle on my inner muscles I will still be able to spit enough to get me into trouble A hot boy, fans keep me cool If you didn't get the puzzle, then you get a knuckle (chorus) Well the fads they come and fads they go And God I love that rock and roll(x3) Well the point was fast but it was too blunt to miss Life handed us a paycheck, we said "We worked harder than this!" I gotta lot of people sayin that I keep them goin So I keep goin cause I need to keep me goin I guess im the engine, the deepest motor No key to control, just keep an open mind Dont mind me im zonin im here for a minute Blastin modest mouse if I die then bury me with it I carry a difference between being carless and different So I dont care if you get it cause im sharin it, dig it? My thoughts are blog entries, crawl across centuries Spendin time with every fan of mine And its why I have such devoted listeners I hope they give a f** if I should land a knife on cloud 9 Doesnt take much to get me down, so I dont go out I spend my time sittin around just doin music How boring is that, my morning is whack Cause crying and mourning is whack (chorus) Well the fads they come and fads they go And God I love that rock and roll(x3) Well the point was fast but it was too blunt to miss Life handed us a paycheck, we said "We worked harder than this!" If tommorow I lose my fan base It won't change the acne on my damn face I will still be ugly to me But thank god for my fans, they love me for me Luckily for me I love me for me, I just dont like me My speed might be faster than lightspeed But im faster than sound, so you seein sounds Im boring myself I think I need a sound (ring) There we go happy again, and the lesson is manic depression has me again Self esteem is a crack to the polly, crush So im lookin for a rapper to volley Im probably a bully but whatever, im vexed to find a rapper Who I can see as better, to sacrifice in front of my fans I ain't take his breath away thats just his lung in my hands...damn (chorus) Well the fads they come and fads they go And God I love that rock and roll(x3) Well the point was fast but it was too blunt to miss Life handed us a paycheck, we said "We worked harder than this!"