Karizma - Talkers lyrics

(Intro) Daddaaaaaa da dad aaaaa (Verse) Melancholy. No, really, my mellon's calling My brain is slowing, I can't tell if all these Visions are dreams or nightmares Cause I dream a starter But I start to dream I might fail Drink down that sh**ty rhyme with Nyquil I k** raps here and there but I'm still A locco, locco, gone postal Nothing from the postal Man is a grind. For my test I won't pa** f**, I guess I'll smoke gra** and Athal Ain't that the truth? Got me five thousand Buicks Now can we make that a million? I'm stealing the building sponsored links But no one seems to notice I have every profesor They can blow it on the Otis Or act like I'm the youngest Tho no harm's taken I go so hard I got both arms wa*king it Thank the pricks who picked on me at grade school