Suffa - Don Quixote lyrics

[Intro: Drapht] I'm a little bit mad! I'm a little crazy! I'll k** you! [Verse 1: Drapht] They call me Mr De-De-De-Delusional Institutional type, beautiful Unconstitutional juvenile Can't be pinned down like voodoo dolls I'm all romance, I won't slow dance with puppets Dusting off knuckle-dusters for justice What the f** is this world we livin' in? Seven billion idiots stuck in Darwinian Acting like cavemen, we don't play! Chased them back in the cave yelling Don Quixote Yo Don Quixote, Don Quixote Cause I'm kind of sick of the real world the most days Hey no, it's not okay, no way José This world broke me Now I'm crazy like a coked out dope fiend Wanna fight any type acting like Joffrey Yo P Della spot me (What up, P?) "Sup De-Rapht yo man we thought we lost you?" (What?!) How you lose a man on the dance floor dressed in a Ned Stark costume? [Hook] Don Quixote, yo Don Quixote, way-oh Don Quixote, way-oh-oh-oh See I've been tilting that windmill since I was born The wind hits my sail and I'm gone Don Quixote [Verse 2: Suffa] I'm losing my sanity girl I've been creating an imaginary world Like I was on peyote, living in a fantasy world I'm a bandit that's abandoned the self Not Bon Jovi, but I'm wanted dead or alive In my head I might not ever survive As I run from coyotes, shouting "Are you men or you mice?" Wielding my pen like a knife Now, now, now hopefully You don't see this as a sickness I ain't lost the plot, I lost interest In the everyday and I mean every day On safari, in my head it's like a getaway And it's never a dull moment Living in my skull where anything can happen From one moment To the next adventure Till I'm bankrupt, hand-cuffed, or a wretch in dentures [Hook] Don Quixote, yo Don Quixote, way-oh Don Quixote, way-oh-oh-oh See I've been tilting that windmill since I was born The wind hits my sail and I'm gone [Verse 3: Pressure] Monday's a b**h at the factory, me and the drones Someday I'll switch the gravity, keeping me prone And escape is a nice thought, but dangerous type talk When your manager may be a cyborg (there he is!) I stay calm and acted alright (he touched my shoulder!) He may plant a tracking device (oh sh**!) He now knows the card in which I'm playing There he goes again downloading data from my brain Suddenly there's a blackout, time to act and leave Through the back unseen, avoid tractor beam Don't wanna make trouble so if I pace subtle I can make an escape to my space shuttle Through a dark alley where gases are gathering Avoiding the a**a**ins of the Labyrinth They say under these grounds there a grave in every paver Sneak past the mounted surveillance with the lasers To my time machine to a time already been When my life was like a dream and I smiled at everything Brushed a tracer off my back, accelerator flat Man I'm gone, no way I'm going back! [Bridge: Drapht & Suffa] I'm the D—O—N, see? I live life like you D—O—N—T And that's why they're filling with E—N—V—Y 'Cause my life is the B—O—M—B One more time, I'm the D—O—N, see? I live life like you D—O—N—T And that's why they're filling with E—N—V—Y 'Cause my life is the B—O—M—B It's a Don! [Hook] Don Quixote, yo Don Quixote, way-oh Don Quixote, way-oh-oh-oh See I've been tilting that windmill since I was born The wind hits my sail and I'm gone Don Quixote, yo Don Quixote, way-oh Don Quixote, way-oh-oh-oh