Nosaj Thing - Head Static lyrics

[Intro] Yeah, I write songs about myself all the time, and? In my head [x7] Always I've been [Verse 1] Whenever I walk, it's on pins and needles I can't go a day without offending people, no Especially pretentious people Pretending feeble, defending evil I wan't to go to Heaven just to f** a angel I said it to myself while I was busing tables Walking through that restaurant drunk and unstable f**ing unable to cut the cable Of the Matrix, playlist, song, repeat, shuffle I spit heinous, so all I need's Hustle I get acquainted and involved with each muscle Now I'm feeling super saiyan, evolving through each struggle The old me said the new me was too free The new me said the old me was 2d Transparent and too weak I got to k** them both in two weeks to do me, truly no lie So I make a hater bunch up in the middle like a f**ing bow tie Cause I won't die, they don't know why Like the twenty-fifth letter, have you ever met 'em? Hell no I ain't sweatin' it Just spitting my messages for Blacks, Whites, Koreans and Mexicans And whoever else is living in Los Angeles Repping my residence, sending my sentiments Everyone's invited As long they're not lying about enlightenment Well, I'm delighted My name's MC NoCanDo, nice to meet you I got a dope flow, you ought ta try the entire baby [Hook] I think I'm going crazy My focus getting hazy I might be kind of, maybe Because all I here is static In my head, in my head In my head, head, head In my head, in my head In my head, head, head I tell them that they act so smart but they don't know sh** They act so smart but they don't know sh** They act so smart but they don't know sh** They act so smart but they don't know sh** [Verse 2] I just want to do a selfish act And be the Michael Phelps of rap I ain't talking about selling crack Or complaining about the plight of helpless blacks I just want to affect your life Crash your party, respect your wife Young Ralph Ellison, camouflage skeleton Transparent melanin, clever as I ever been Feral and intelligent, devilish and Heaven-sent (What else?) And several different delineatives b**h, you know my steez No tricks, no gimmicks, check both my sleeves The facial expression on my old ID Oh it's cool and it's rich as a cold night breeze In my old Nike's and my old white tee's I direct this scene cause I'm so Spike Lee Maybe even Paul Haggis The fact is, Los Angeles, we're all crashing Smog traffic, mall madness, fall fashion, ah, raw savage Incred amounts of violence, overindulgence And d** and vaginas, we got it to a science We'll loot any appliance in an act of defiance Don't act like I'm lying (Riots!) They used to smoke Angel Dust I think that's what made 'em so dangerous Motherf**er don't play with us You'll only enable us to go crazy [Bridge] Go crazy [x8] Crazy! [Hook]