Rick Friedrich - Crazy lyrics

[Hook] Everybody's still out here Tryin to blow up Everybody's still out here And we're all tryin to blow up Maybe we're crazy (x4) What if you don't blow up? (So what if you don't blow up?) (x4) [Verse 1] If I don't blow up, I'll be here like so what I'll be going hard still, I'll be giving no f**s Beats on Dietz and Watson you can see me for these cold cuts That ain't no baloney, I've been to Bologna Kid off some rap sh**, did it off my own buzz Turn em to believers when they didn't know who Rone was So I'm like know what, middle fingers thrown up I would still have it if I worked at Dunkin' Donuts Sultan of my trash heap , wear the crown gladly Royal garments spun from the finest of the black sheep, yeah I go to sleep at night on my garbage bag cushions And I know I'm just another one pushin' [Hook] [Verse 2] In debt until we detonate, renaissance, renovate We never get it, that we'll never get it straight Overcomplicate the simplest things Our own wrinkle in things Overthinking what we think that we think, wait Etch-a-sketch, eyelids heavy set Keep em on the up and up, tell em who you represent Tell em how dreams keep us up all night It's half real, and half-pipe dreams like Shaun White But we're still chasing like methadone patients waxing and waning Overspending wasting all of our savings Oh, We let the dogs of war slip Jolly Roger flying on my war ship Praying we get worshipped, trying not to force it Wondering if I'm mortal with these buildings below me Feeling silly for hoping thinking I've been building it slowly No way of knowing 'bout the way up or the way down But I know that a gust of wind will take me to safe ground [Hook]