Dancin' with Myself

[Verse 1: Krizz Kaliko] Feelin’ like I want someone to tangle with me The whole wide world don’t know me So my whole label lookin’ at me Knowing I'm the GENIUS People lend me a ear I said that I’m the GENIUS Just so I made it clear Came boxin’ me, unboxable Top the untoppable Impossible, from more popular we be way more profitable B.E.A.T. obstacles, see me, pay me, gotta get the dough And I wait to the left, I’ve never been a didle So I don’t get the riddles, this had better be all Check, cause I ain’t reached my pinnacle yet And if they too sentimental then jet cause everything up in the way was disrespectful So check for me, I’m the one with the crazy hair Dancin’ by myself, you don’t understand me then leave me there [Hook: Krizz Kaliko] If they don’t understand my music And no one else is dancing to it I’m dancing with my self Dancing with my self And I’m a little hard to swallow Cause what they do I do not follow I’m dancing with my self Dancing with my self [Verse 2: Krizz Kaliko] How you make it when you’re fat, black and you rap, whack To the naked ear, 11 years And I never even shoulda made it here When you a freak of nature they hate ya Stacks of paper can save you, and take the chance that they gave you These ranger labels will slave you but Trav and Nina Saw a chance to stack they green up Tech's hittin first then Kali's battin clean up You are something else A record deal, it was summer y’all and sit on the shelf And was sippin’ something soapy next to a sexual cause my wealth But only a handful of you follow me, and I gotta be godly And how they babble me, cause I'm an oddity I can see poverty And I’m left of center, I’m out to lunch, I’m out to dinner I’m the best the world has ever had If you don’t get me, too bad That if [Hook] [Verse 3: Krizz Kaliko] Oh my God Oh my goodness This business is so ri-cock-ulous The whole industry watchin us We don’t fit in, and if you listen close and dose it in Cause we supposed to be, the poster boys The total time of me in this economy I don’t wanna defuse this for coopin if you’re snoopin through the sound scan Think I’m floppin, stupid you sound man But I march to the beat of my own drum And I can only make it so dumb, so I’m dancin by my lonesome [Hook]