Spooky - They Say I'm Crazy [tekst, tłumaczenie i interpretacja piosenki]

[Hook] (Tha WiKiD onE)
They Say I'm Crazy, but I couldn't give a fuck less
I, battle my depression whenever I cut necks
And stretch it open I start poking the bones next
Until it's broken and chokin' off of the context
A, lyrical monster murder any alphabet
This individual swallows bottles of percocets to
Keep the monster in his pocket if I heard correct
Then my subconscious won't let me stop it, it's time to wreck

[Verse 1] (A-Game)
Ayo, I'm a dismember somebody and leave 'em headless, then keep it for remembrance
Fracture and break bones, and make you walk with both your legs bent
Till a resemblance of confetti is present
I'll continue to sever tendons until my deathbed
This ain't your typical murder, cut throat shit
This the shit where my towels have blood soaked in
Fuck a rapper, I'll be serial killer famous
I'm shanking faces like I'm wearing the mask of Jason
Now I speed it up a bit, enjoying when they flee, I love this shit
Like a hot knife going through butter it gets messy, blood is floodin' quick
And when I'm done, you'll look like you donated your body to science
I'm high on death, and the final look on your face is priceless
So I might get pumped, and dig to China on your spine
With a knife quick and slow until you're fuckin' nearly lifeless
Then take a photograph, I'm a keep it cause you're my prize
And if you're married with some kids, then best believe they're gonna die next

[Hook] (Tha WiKiD onE)
They Say I'm Crazy, but I couldn't give a fuck less
I, battle my depression whenever I cut necks
And stretch it open I start poking the bones next
Until it's broken and chokin' off of the context
A, lyrical monster murder any alphabet
This individual swallows bottles of percocets to
Keep the monster in his pocket if I heard correct
Then my subconscious won't let me stop it, it's time to wreck

[Verse 2] (Spooky)
This is a sickness that has no antidote
It's what the doctors told me and I quote
Thanks to my fucked up mental condition
Killin' people has become an addiction
That mothafucka Spooky is back at it again
I inject my [?] right into your abdomen
Grabbing your insides and I'm pulling 'em out
The agony is so unbearable you scream and shout
Rellik's in my brain and he tells me to cause pain
[?]
Taking a life is fucking exhilarating
Not only that, it's very liberating
It's time for me to start stabbing your eyes
As I hack below your knees so you'll be pint-sized
The best part about this is watching you twitch
Life's a bitch, and that's why you're dead in a ditch

[Hook] (Tha WiKiD onE)
They Say I'm Crazy, but I couldn't give a fuck less
I, battle my depression whenever I cut necks
And stretch it open I start poking the bones next
Until it's broken and chokin' off of the context
A, lyrical monster murder any alphabet
This individual swallows bottles of percocets to
Keep the monster in his pocket if I heard correct
Then my subconscious won't let me stop it, it's time to wreck

[Verse 3] (Rellik 781)
I don't think I'm crazy, I fuckin' know I'm crazy
I watch myself transform to a demon while I look in the mirror at virgins
And my heart starts pumpin' and my blood starts boilin'
You know to get the fuck out! (Rellik's off his rocker again!)
You mothafuckas only call me crazy
Cause when I fuck my wife I like her to bite me, pull my hair, and cut me 'till I'm empty
I just can't stop doing what I do, [?]
Just to keep the voices out my head and into you
I pull my hair out and talk in reverse
Hoping to kill myself from this curse but it won't even help I'm too scared it works
I can't stop looking out my window, I feel like someone's watching me
I feel the firm grip of their hand on my shoulders it buckles my knees
I hear someone call my name, so I answer back
Come to realize it's me look in the mirror and now it's cracked
I can feel my pupils starting to grow
That's when I [?]

[Hook] (Tha WiKiD onE)
They Say I'm Crazy, but I couldn't give a fuck less
I, battle my depression whenever I cut necks
And stretch it open I start poking the bones next
Until it's broken and chokin' off of the context
A, lyrical monster murder any alphabet
This individual swallows bottles of percocets to
Keep the monster in his pocket if I heard correct
Then my subconscious won't let me stop it, it's time to wreck