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They keep telling me I'm braindead, I tell 'em they're wrong They're just mad I make brand, I don't have a job "Everybody hate him", man, I swear to God This is being braindead, I pray it never stop I been working way too hard Call me crazy, I ain't stopping now I done come way too far Call me crazy, I like how that sounds, I'm braindead They keep telling me I'm nuts, I say I don't give a fuck I wanna wake up with a smile, I wanna make a couple bucks I'm tryna be on your TV, I'm tryna do that for my mom Tryna be celebrities, the only ones who ain't on drugs, ooh I ain't scared to lose my mind Long as happiness is what I find And I ain't worried 'bout going blind 'Cause then all I see is the good old times They keep telling me I'm braindead, I tell 'em they're wrong They're just mad I make brand, I don't have a job "Everybody hate him", man, I swear to God This is being braindead, I pray it never stop I been working way too hard Call me crazy, I ain't stopping now I done come way too far Call me crazy, I like how that sounds, I'm braindead Letras de canciones You can blame it on the generations next, blame it on the alcohol Rock and Roll and sex, yeah Blame me I'm allergic to a 9-5 Just wanna live while I'm alive Maybe the ride I went and lost my mind But if I lose it all, at least I tried They only dream when they're asleep tonight But live a nightmare while about to make my dreams my life They keep telling me I'm braindead, I tell 'em they're wrong They're just mad I make brand, I don't have a job "Everybody hate him", man, I swear to God This is being braindead, I pray it never stop I been working way too hard Call me crazy, I ain't stopping now I done come way too far Call me crazy, I like how that sounds, I'm braindead Go ahead and call me braindead Your whole circle of fake friends Work your whole life for a paycheck But I'm braindead, that'll make sense Y'all are right that I'm way left So you got dope and never make bread Try to lock us up with that chain wrecked And your cage bent, my gang left They keep telling me I'm braindead, I tell 'em they're wrong They're just mad I make brand, I don't have a job "Everybody hate him", man, I swear to God This is being braindead, I pray it never stop I been working way too hard Call me crazy, I ain't stopping now I done come way too far Call me crazy, I like how that sounds, I'm braindead From Letras Mania