Kid Cudi - Man on the Moon (The Anthem) lyrics
Kid Cudi [Scott Ramon Seguro Mescudi] Cleveland, Ohio. U.S. 🇺🇸
[Kid Cudi - Man on the Moon The Anthem lyrics]
(Yawn) alright, run it
I never gave a fuck
I never gave a fuck about
What niggas thought about me
I mean, I did, but like, fuck it
You know what I'm saying?
You gon' love me, man you gon' love me, man
They can't comprehend
Or even come close to understanding him
I guess if I was boring
They would love me more
Guess if I was simple in the mind
Everything would be fine
Maybe if I was a jerk to girls
Instead of being nice and speaking kind words
Then maybe it would be okay to say then
I wasn't a good guy to begin with
But my mind is all crazy, crazy, crazy, crazy
They got me thinking I ain't human
Like I came in from above, above, above
Above feeling like an airplane in the sky
But then they say I'm crazy, crazy, crazy
Crazy they got me thinking I ain't human
Like I came in from above, above, above
Above feeling like a bird sitting high, high
I be that man on the moon
I'm that man on the moon
And I'mma do what I do, so do you, hey hey
I be posted with my blunt and a brew, my dude
I'm that man on the moon
I'm up-up on the moon
It's like
I'mma play all my stuff for everybody
And you know, and all my people
They give me feedback
You know, and they'll be like "Yo, yo, why
Why your shit sound so different?"
You know what I'm saying?
"Why yo- why yo- why your shit-
Like on another level- Why's-
Why's it sound so different?"
Like that's a bad thing
And I be like, "Why not, nigga?"
Close my eyes, high in the dark
It's a curtain call come one, come all
All I do is try to make it simple
The ones that make it complicated
Never get congratulated
I'm something different, all aspects
Don't want a woman just to love her assets
I'll still wife her up
Even with her flat chest
The type to get hurt
But that's the past tense
My mind is all hazy, hazy, hazy, hazy
I be thinkin' that I'm wrong
'Cause they used to call me lame, lame, lame
Lame my swag was a little different
But then my mind is hazy, hazy, hazy, hazy
I be thinkin' that I'm wrong
But they the ones who lame, lame, lame, lame
I got the last laugh, nigga
I be that man on the moon
I'm that man on the moon
And I'mma do what I do, so do you, hey hey
I be posted with my blunt and a brew, my dude
I'm that man on the moon
I'm up-up on the moon
I never gave a fuck
I never gave a fuck about
What niggas thought about me
I mean, I did, but like, fuck it
You know what I'm saying?
You gon' love me, man you gon' love me, man
They can't comprehend
Or even come close to understanding him
I guess if I was boring
They would love me more
Guess if I was simple in the mind
Everything would be fine
Maybe if I was a jerk to girls
Instead of being nice and speaking kind words
Then maybe it would be okay to say then
I wasn't a good guy to begin with
But my mind is all crazy, crazy, crazy, crazy
They got me thinking I ain't human
Like I came in from above, above, above
Above feeling like an airplane in the sky
But then they say I'm crazy, crazy, crazy
Crazy they got me thinking I ain't human
Like I came in from above, above, above
Above feeling like a bird sitting high, high
I be that man on the moon
I'm that man on the moon
And I'mma do what I do, so do you, hey hey
I be posted with my blunt and a brew, my dude
I'm that man on the moon
I'm up-up on the moon
It's like
I'mma play all my stuff for everybody
And you know, and all my people
They give me feedback
You know, and they'll be like "Yo, yo, why
Why your shit sound so different?"
You know what I'm saying?
"Why yo- why yo- why your shit-
Like on another level- Why's-
Why's it sound so different?"
Like that's a bad thing
And I be like, "Why not, nigga?"
Close my eyes, high in the dark
It's a curtain call come one, come all
All I do is try to make it simple
The ones that make it complicated
Never get congratulated
I'm something different, all aspects
Don't want a woman just to love her assets
I'll still wife her up
Even with her flat chest
The type to get hurt
But that's the past tense
My mind is all hazy, hazy, hazy, hazy
I be thinkin' that I'm wrong
'Cause they used to call me lame, lame, lame
Lame my swag was a little different
But then my mind is hazy, hazy, hazy, hazy
I be thinkin' that I'm wrong
But they the ones who lame, lame, lame, lame
I got the last laugh, nigga
I be that man on the moon
I'm that man on the moon
And I'mma do what I do, so do you, hey hey
I be posted with my blunt and a brew, my dude
I'm that man on the moon
I'm up-up on the moon
