CurT@!n$, Kendrick Lamar, Chace Infinite - Maniac lyrics

Oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh
Hey hey hey heyhey hey hey hey
Alright, alright, alright, alright
Alright, alright, alright, alright

Heyhey kendrick Lamar
I'm feeling like a motherfucking animal
Hannibal Lecter 2012
Elected to execute every rapper
Than has excelled
If music you callin', then you ball it
Pick up your cell
If a nigga said he could see me
Bet he told you in Braille
Fucker, put you on front street
And buy some bread nigga you lunch meat
You shoulda worked at Subway instead
Goliath couldn't bear my triumph
I'm a leader
Walk behind me as I walk through Zion
Swing your swords like I'm


Sparring with a Spartan
Make they face drop when the beat drop
I drop a rare jewel like a Martin
Fool man courage
Balling like PeeWee Kirkland
Call him a Kirk Franklin
Stomp 'em and leave 'em hurting
No judgement for the plaintiffs
They tried to find me guilty
Of as spitting as filthy as ODB
But I've been OD
Since '03 that's march 14th
My first recordings i kicked it like Wheat
Thin musical Chuck Norris

I'm a maniac
Ain't no telling where they pay me at
The sky can't see where I'm aiming at
Wherever I'm at, that's where danger at
Looky here boy i'm a maniac
Ain't no telling where they made me at
Run up in your crib, "where the paper at?"
You the nigga, fine, you better pay me that
Looky here boy

Nigga wake up, go on and shut your face up
Get your little ship sunk
Fuck it with an anchor
Go on, get your cake up
So you can step your weight up
Get your little plate crushed
Fucking with a bassa
Serve niggas like waiters, straight no chaser
Scissors, Glock, shoot for that paper
Wake up, when I was 17
It was money over everything
Perfected the craft
Made this a cheddar thing
Carried on the dream like Coretta King
Standing outside the door until
They let us in
Niggas only hustle to get better things
Still the Feds mark us like Lady Eloise
I'm getting Starbucks, little vanilla bean
If you pull that thing
Than you better squeeze
Me and KDot wiling in the street, Rott-
Weiler, no collar, we clear the place out
If you don't want that trouble
Than turn your face 'round
Lay you flat like treble
We pull the bass out
You know who definitely in the place now
Real niggas up in this bitch
We send the fake out

I'm a maniac
Ain't no telling where they pay me at
The sky can't see where I'm aiming at
Wherever I'm at, that's where danger at
Looky here boy i'm a maniac
Ain't no telling where they made me at
Run up in your crib, "where the paper at?"
You the nigga, fine, you better pay me that
Looky here boy

Oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh
Hey hey hey heyhey hey hey hey
Alright, alright, alright, alright
Alright, alright, alright, alright

I can see what your thinking'
My vision is intrusive
This is pure, untapped energy in the music
Insane with the pen I'm deranged
A maniac untamed, fighting through
Guards in every line, it's a cage
Maniacal, mad man of the day
Nobody's safe when I'm wanting
Sniping niggas like John
Keep out on my hundred
You haters hunted, how lyrical you want it?
My action is irrational, whenever confronted
Yours true to the left brain
Bullied my mind fully
Automatic, your filters are
Off killing reality
Make casualties out of these rappers
Based on fallacies
Blood thirsty, ready for more murking
Reading my genius in my narratives
Between first and third person
Out of the box swerving, thoughts oxygen
I'm all precise on it, a poison-tipped archer
With the conviction of a martyr
A maniac like a felon going
Off of their water

I'm a maniac
Ain't no telling where they pay me at
The sky can't see where I'm aiming at
Wherever I'm at, that's where danger at
Looky here boy i'm a maniac
Ain't no telling where they made me at
Run up in your crib, "where the paper at?"
You the nigga, fine, you better pay me that
Looky here boy

Oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh
Hey hey hey heyhey hey hey hey
Alright, alright, alright, alright
Alright, alright, alright, alright

I'm a maniac
Ain't no telling where they pay me at
The sky can't see where I'm aiming at
Wherever I'm at, that's where danger at
Looky here boy i'm a maniac
Ain't no telling where they made me at
Run up in your crib, "where the paper at?"
You the nigga, fine, you better pay me that
Looky here boy