Jehst - Thinking Crazy lyrics
[Jehst - Thinking Crazy lyrics]
What am I going to do? The rent is overdue!
God, I guess it's over to you
I could beg, borrow, or steal
Take it to court try to appeal
But, you've got to be real
Like that guy from Cypress Hill
Times are ill before I do something stupid I
Should write my will
Yo I need to smoke something try to chill
Now I'm thinking:
In prison they supply the meals
No gas, no electric, or water bills
Fuck it, I'm cracking open a host of peels
As low as I feel?
I could rob a little kid's piggy bank
Scrap the plate down to the last milligram
On the really, fam i'm in a tight squeeze
Have you got a little spliff of weed that I could buy please,?
Ayo, I'll pay you later why're you fronting?
Don't be a player hater
When I blow I'll be making crazy paper!
No money for food? You start thinking crazy
The rent is overdue?
You start thinking crazy
Bailiffs at your door?
You start thinking crazy
You're sick of being this poor?
You start thinking crazy
When your pockets are broke
You start thinking crazy
Your money went up in smoke?
You start thinking crazy
Up to your neck in debt?
You start thinking crazy
The landlord came to collect?
You start thinking crazy
They say I'm cashing cheques
And I'll be pushing the bimmer next
I've got a push-bike, blud i'll push a BMX
So if you see me vexed
It's 'cause my money's short
There's not enough noughts on this cheque
I need a couple more!
Surviving in the tin cans
Out the cupboard door bunning draw
Just to deal with the rugged, raw, situation
This is going to take a team effort
If all else fails I'll
Turn to extreme measures
Ain't nothing sweet, fellas we've got to eat
Let us load up the heat and go
Wave it at some bank tellers
For a bag of Cheddars
I know you man are jealous
We're all sick to the stomach
Like we've got Salmonella
I'm looking at my bank balance
Like "It's now or never"
You know the taxman is out to get you?
And I'ma bet you
That when your stomach's touching your ribs
You'll suddenly switch
It's about to get ugly kids!
No money for food? You start thinking crazy
The rent is overdue?
You start thinking crazy
Bailiffs at your door?
You start thinking crazy
You're sick of being this poor?
You start thinking crazy
When your pockets are broke
You start thinking crazy
Your money went up in smoke?
You start thinking crazy
Up to your neck in debt?
You start thinking crazy
The landlord came to collect?
You start thinking crazy
So now it's time to start
Pulling out the long straps
Sawn-offs and all that
Gats and baseball bats
Black hoodies and baseball caps real low
Bandanas wrapped round the face
So nobody'll know let's go
Natwest, HSBC, Abbey National
Halifax or the Barclays?
It's all the same to me
Yeah, I know I'm a novice
But anyone can pull a toaster
In the post office balaclavaed up
Celebrate down the pub, lagered up
Go to West-end clubs and large it
Plus treat yourself to some things
Live like a king, buy your wife some bling
I know she'd like a diamond ring
But the police must of traced the notes
Now they're knocking on my door
There's no place to go!
I'm out the back door
Over the wall, into the next road
They're already there i'm surrounded by 5-0
God, I guess it's over to you
I could beg, borrow, or steal
Take it to court try to appeal
But, you've got to be real
Like that guy from Cypress Hill
Times are ill before I do something stupid I
Should write my will
Yo I need to smoke something try to chill
Now I'm thinking:
In prison they supply the meals
No gas, no electric, or water bills
Fuck it, I'm cracking open a host of peels
As low as I feel?
I could rob a little kid's piggy bank
Scrap the plate down to the last milligram
On the really, fam i'm in a tight squeeze
Have you got a little spliff of weed that I could buy please,?
Ayo, I'll pay you later why're you fronting?
Don't be a player hater
When I blow I'll be making crazy paper!
No money for food? You start thinking crazy
The rent is overdue?
You start thinking crazy
Bailiffs at your door?
You start thinking crazy
You're sick of being this poor?
You start thinking crazy
When your pockets are broke
You start thinking crazy
Your money went up in smoke?
You start thinking crazy
Up to your neck in debt?
You start thinking crazy
The landlord came to collect?
You start thinking crazy
They say I'm cashing cheques
And I'll be pushing the bimmer next
I've got a push-bike, blud i'll push a BMX
So if you see me vexed
It's 'cause my money's short
There's not enough noughts on this cheque
I need a couple more!
Surviving in the tin cans
Out the cupboard door bunning draw
Just to deal with the rugged, raw, situation
This is going to take a team effort
If all else fails I'll
Turn to extreme measures
Ain't nothing sweet, fellas we've got to eat
Let us load up the heat and go
Wave it at some bank tellers
For a bag of Cheddars
I know you man are jealous
We're all sick to the stomach
Like we've got Salmonella
I'm looking at my bank balance
Like "It's now or never"
You know the taxman is out to get you?
And I'ma bet you
That when your stomach's touching your ribs
You'll suddenly switch
It's about to get ugly kids!
No money for food? You start thinking crazy
The rent is overdue?
You start thinking crazy
Bailiffs at your door?
You start thinking crazy
You're sick of being this poor?
You start thinking crazy
When your pockets are broke
You start thinking crazy
Your money went up in smoke?
You start thinking crazy
Up to your neck in debt?
You start thinking crazy
The landlord came to collect?
You start thinking crazy
So now it's time to start
Pulling out the long straps
Sawn-offs and all that
Gats and baseball bats
Black hoodies and baseball caps real low
Bandanas wrapped round the face
So nobody'll know let's go
Natwest, HSBC, Abbey National
Halifax or the Barclays?
It's all the same to me
Yeah, I know I'm a novice
But anyone can pull a toaster
In the post office balaclavaed up
Celebrate down the pub, lagered up
Go to West-end clubs and large it
Plus treat yourself to some things
Live like a king, buy your wife some bling
I know she'd like a diamond ring
But the police must of traced the notes
Now they're knocking on my door
There's no place to go!
I'm out the back door
Over the wall, into the next road
They're already there i'm surrounded by 5-0