Weerd Syed

[Verse 1: Eyedea] Why they always looking at me, like there's something on my face man No matter where I go, I'm always feeling out of place And I know I'm not your regular I got a different taste Probably cause most my life, spent right in my basement I didn't watch the Super Bowl, don't drink alcohol Don't carry I.D., don't go to the mall I'm extra argumentative and really good at fast talk I can't dance or sing but I can rap my ass off Hey my voice is unique, I'll leave it at that But no rapper you know, has the ideas I have And it ain't like the skin color really is significant It puts you in the category of art fag or idiot But I don't try to fit in My life's like a novel of science-fiction My mission is to get into your mind, and make you listen and Rewind what you were missin', everytime that you insisting to be blind I paint a picture with the rhyme and climb the instrument I'll hide behind a picket fence, slice a little wickedness and I Win at this so you better bet on me I only smile in public if I got a lot of energy Don't go to the doc, I got my own remedies Oh and I almost forgot I got a really good memory [Hook] I know a lot of people that'll tell you that they hate me Cause they know I bring out the weird side Some say I'm a genius others say that I'm crazy But they all say I'm a little on the weird side It ain't like I can help it, it's the way my momma raised me So I'm living every minute on the weird side Here's a ticket for the train, pay a visit to my brain If you wanna know about the weird side It goes dee-dee-da, dee-dee-da, doo-doo-do, doo-doo-do Da dee-dee-da, dee-dee-da, doo-doo-do, doo-doo-do [Verse 2: Eyedea] I only write with a certain type of pen (chameleon) Switching from an itchy introvert to loudmouth First thing I do after I buy a CD is open it up And see if my name's in the shout outs I read books on yoga and quantum mechanics Psychology, philosophy, peyote and acid I like Jimi Hendrix more than any rap shit And my favorite movie's Dr. StrangeLove, that's a classic Never had a fist fight, got knocked out one time Stupid motherfucker thought peace was a gang sign Yo I never liked the circus I was too afraid of clowns 20 years in the same city still don't know my way around And still get lost inside of my thoughts Saying dumb jokes just to hear myself talk Yeah I know my clothes probably need to be washed But I like em' and if I didn't I would take em' off [Hook] I know a lot of people that'll tell you that they hate me Cause they know I bring out the weird side Some say I'm a genius others say that I'm crazy But they all say I'm a little on the weird side It ain't like I can help it, it's the way my momma raised me So I'm living every minute on the weird side Here's a ticket for the train, pay a visit to my brain If you wanna know about the weird side It goes dee-dee-da, dee-dee-da, da doo-doo-do, doo-doo-do Da dee-dee-da, dee-dee-da, da doo-doo-do, doo-doo-do Da Dee-dee-da, dee-dee-da, da doo-doo-do, doo-doo-do Da dee-dee-da, dee-dee-da, doo-doo-do, doo-doo-do [Verse 3: Eyedea] I'm not accepted by any certain group of people I'm a walking talking freak-show and by now you know my steelo Everybody's weird, you know that's true I bet you even got a little bit of weirdness in you My lyrics are due to depression, and an essence impression, unprecedented Identity, representin' the Midwest I guess I'm just ahead of my time Blame my pedigree, I'm telling you a tale of the time, embellish the melody Who are you to say I got a few loose screws, dude? The tools humans use can never measure my texture Extra, extra read all about it Eyedea's an extraterrestrial don't let him Touch you or even sit next to you Hey I don't write, so you're wrong and that makes me right Song after song, night after night Gonna spit my words into the mic And they probably react nice if it's something they like Now is that so strange to want the attention If you think I should change, man save your suggestions I swear someday I'm gonna be somebody's hero But until that day I'm just another fuckin' weirdo