Текст песни Thinkin' Too Much - Aragon

I think I be thinking too much
Don′t think I be breathing enough
(Breathing enough)
Put the pen to the paper
And I'm thinking about stuff
But lately who giving a fuck?

I try so hard I get stressed
I try so hard to do my best
But what are the consequences that
Death has sentenced when
I catch a bullet instead

Now I feel a groove coming on
You think that you′re doing home?
I think the nights still young
I think there's time for a little fun

Oh it's getting late, gotta get going?
That′s okay I′ll see you in the morn'
Damn right, Ima see your in the morn′

I've been thinkin′ way too much
I've been thinkin′ way too much
I've been thinkin' way too much
I′ve been thinkin′ way too much

I think I'm thinking so much
That no one else thinking enough
Compared to me
Apparently
Everyone fly as a parakeet

But meanwhile, me on the ground
I′m tryna still stay on top of this
Everyone asking who's rapping
Hip Hop Anonymous

I′m angry as rhinoceros
Scardier than the ostriches
Grouchier than the Oscar is
Terrified like opossum is

And none of this is imposturous
I'm stressing out about the politics
Islamic bombing attacks
Might opt in to the tropics

And to continue on the topic
Of my logical nonsense
I see flashing lights
Passing by, got me like
Oh my god

That give me the heebie-jeebies
Paranoia, freaky freaky
I need to Bale like Christian
So don′t go to jail or prison

No amount of muscle
Can stop gunfire
Bulletproof vest is cheap
Gym membership is higher

There's more dangerous things
Than a powerful punch
That's why I sit, face down
When I′m eating my lunch

Anyway I think about you everyday
The stars and planets and the rockets and comets
And the things that we don′t ever see
Hell on Earth is heavenly
Things that we don't ever do
Time I never spend with you

I bet he do it for clout
I bet he do it for fame
I bet he can′t fucking wait
For a check by his name

Or get that check to his name
Attention seaker indeed
I feel awfully sorry
For Aragon's family

And what if this music shit
Just ain′t working out for me
Stay on the farm
Where I can grow my monopoly

Middle school English teacher
Noted my whimsical and
Witty, wacky way with words
And see that I was capable
Of making amusing music

I spit my verses in cursive
I do that just to feel perfect
Always worth while, not worthless
Y'all tell me that′s the worst shit

But I know that from experience
Ya'll muthafuckas delirious
You think that I'm not hearing this
You shouldn′t speak on me period
Cuz

Uh
Yeah
Ahhh

Cuz I want it
Cuz I want it
Cuz I want it
Cuz I want it

Well I′m a young muthafucka
And I'm fly as can be
And I could pull like any bitch
A muthafucka could need
And I could do like anything
A muthafucka can do
And I don′t give a fuck about you
Fuck you

Cuz I want it
But I want it
Cuz I want it
But I don't want it

Yeah but I want it
But I don′t want it
And I'ma get it
And I′ma run it
Oh yeah I run shit
Oh yeah I'm the shit
I'm not a fucking pioneer
I′m the dumb shit

Yeah cuz I run it
Cuz I run it
Yeah cuz I run it
Cuz I run it