"NOID" lyrics
Sometimes when I get so fried
That I maybe should've just tried
Can I sleep it off in the ride
And I'll not ruin everyone's night
I feel differently, and my vibe
Is a little bit off, but I'll hide it
The best of the might inside
Go sit down and pretend I'm fine
Everyone's starin' at me, Jamie assures me they're not
But I know that you're starin' at me
Music is blarin', I'm sure they're uncarin'
Just everyone here should quit starin' at me
Fuck it, I'll leave, they said they're callin' the cops
'Cause I'm out here and makin' a scene
Feel like I'm up, but I'm stuck in a dream
More like a nightmare, what's happened to me
Can everyone breathe, or is it just me?
Feel like a hundred and fifty degrees
Me being cancerous, somewhat diseased
Got me itchin' my arm like it's covered in fleas
Roll me another, I'll get to the shit undercover
I don't like we're stringed to a hover
I mentally suffer when sober
[?] I just wish it was over
Everyone's against me, nothing is making sense
Why am I obsessing that everything is a mess
I try to let it go, get it all off of my chest
But I cannot control where the smoke will get me next
I'm paranoid, thinking that I just wish it would stop
I be paranoid, talk me down, and maybe it'll stop
Feeling paranoid, [?]
I just hate when I feel like this
Does anybody else ever feel like this?
My face is melting, I'm cold and sweaty
I'm paranoid, I don't know who I am
I can't remember, I keep forgetting
Why will I stop even though I don't give a damn
I'm back from Hell and still high as fuck
Got eleven blurry demons inside of my eyesight
Six fake supports, three give me orders
Two gas me up and keep me hype
So out of my mind, and my body is vacant
Pushed over and know it that I cannot take it
Think I'm in control, you'd be sadly mistaken
[?] my clothes 'til I'm bloody and naked
I get masked and ask [?] like Jason
Full Pinhead knowing what the hell I'm raisin'
Win the chainsaw lotto, and the killer is chasin'
Finna make headcheese or Canadian bacon
I'm fifty fifty, this weed I smoke
And it wasn't laced, not one little bit
I'm paranoid and sweatin' balls
And trippin' hard, stay high as shit
Everyone's against me, and no one is on my side, though
Hands are in my pocket, and their blades are under my throat
Everyone's against me, nothing is making sense
Why am I obsessing that everything is a mess
I try to let it go, get it all off of my chest
But I cannot control where the smoke will get me next
I'm paranoid, thinking that I just wish it would stop
I be paranoid, talk me down, and maybe it'll stop
Feeling paranoid, [?]
I just hate when I feel like this
Does anybody else ever feel like this?
I smoke way too much, but I ain't never stoppin'
Only top grade weed 'cause we been pepper stompin'
You ain't really a smoker if you ain't never coughin'
Take a hit and felt my fuckin' head get severed off, and
Now I can't breathe or concentrate
And my heart rate feelin' like [?]
And I've been thinkin' deeper than I can even contemplate
All my life I ain't never really moderate
How long can I continue to tolerate
My tolerance is all obsolete
And my chest is tight, it's so hard to breathe
And I feel like someone tryin' to follow me
But I look around, and I'm all alone
Ain't nobody answer when I'm callin' home
I look down in my hand, and it's not a phone
It's a loaded bomb that I'm smoking on
Never gonna quit, never roll another motherfucker
I committed when I started gettin' high
But the weed got me feelin' like I'm 'bout to fuckin' die
Smoke a little bit, and then I really wonder why
Everyone's against me, nothing is making sense
Why am I obsessing that everything is a mess
I try to let it go, get it all off of my chest
But I cannot control where the smoke will get me next
I'm paranoid, thinking that I just wish it would stop
I be paranoid, talk me down, and maybe it'll stop
Feeling paranoid, [?]
I just hate when I feel like this
Does anybody else ever feel like this?
Man, I need to smoke one. That's what's wrong. I'm not crazy. This is crazy. I'm not crazy. I'm just not high. I'm not high enough. I'm a little noid, and I just need to, I need to hit that wusah.
That I maybe should've just tried
Can I sleep it off in the ride
And I'll not ruin everyone's night
I feel differently, and my vibe
Is a little bit off, but I'll hide it
The best of the might inside
Go sit down and pretend I'm fine
Everyone's starin' at me, Jamie assures me they're not
But I know that you're starin' at me
Music is blarin', I'm sure they're uncarin'
Just everyone here should quit starin' at me
Fuck it, I'll leave, they said they're callin' the cops
'Cause I'm out here and makin' a scene
Feel like I'm up, but I'm stuck in a dream
More like a nightmare, what's happened to me
Can everyone breathe, or is it just me?
Feel like a hundred and fifty degrees
Me being cancerous, somewhat diseased
Got me itchin' my arm like it's covered in fleas
Roll me another, I'll get to the shit undercover
I don't like we're stringed to a hover
I mentally suffer when sober
[?] I just wish it was over
Everyone's against me, nothing is making sense
Why am I obsessing that everything is a mess
I try to let it go, get it all off of my chest
But I cannot control where the smoke will get me next
I'm paranoid, thinking that I just wish it would stop
I be paranoid, talk me down, and maybe it'll stop
Feeling paranoid, [?]
I just hate when I feel like this
Does anybody else ever feel like this?
My face is melting, I'm cold and sweaty
I'm paranoid, I don't know who I am
I can't remember, I keep forgetting
Why will I stop even though I don't give a damn
I'm back from Hell and still high as fuck
Got eleven blurry demons inside of my eyesight
Six fake supports, three give me orders
Two gas me up and keep me hype
So out of my mind, and my body is vacant
Pushed over and know it that I cannot take it
Think I'm in control, you'd be sadly mistaken
[?] my clothes 'til I'm bloody and naked
I get masked and ask [?] like Jason
Full Pinhead knowing what the hell I'm raisin'
Win the chainsaw lotto, and the killer is chasin'
Finna make headcheese or Canadian bacon
I'm fifty fifty, this weed I smoke
And it wasn't laced, not one little bit
I'm paranoid and sweatin' balls
And trippin' hard, stay high as shit
Everyone's against me, and no one is on my side, though
Hands are in my pocket, and their blades are under my throat
Everyone's against me, nothing is making sense
Why am I obsessing that everything is a mess
I try to let it go, get it all off of my chest
But I cannot control where the smoke will get me next
I'm paranoid, thinking that I just wish it would stop
I be paranoid, talk me down, and maybe it'll stop
Feeling paranoid, [?]
I just hate when I feel like this
Does anybody else ever feel like this?
I smoke way too much, but I ain't never stoppin'
Only top grade weed 'cause we been pepper stompin'
You ain't really a smoker if you ain't never coughin'
Take a hit and felt my fuckin' head get severed off, and
Now I can't breathe or concentrate
And my heart rate feelin' like [?]
And I've been thinkin' deeper than I can even contemplate
All my life I ain't never really moderate
How long can I continue to tolerate
My tolerance is all obsolete
And my chest is tight, it's so hard to breathe
And I feel like someone tryin' to follow me
But I look around, and I'm all alone
Ain't nobody answer when I'm callin' home
I look down in my hand, and it's not a phone
It's a loaded bomb that I'm smoking on
Never gonna quit, never roll another motherfucker
I committed when I started gettin' high
But the weed got me feelin' like I'm 'bout to fuckin' die
Smoke a little bit, and then I really wonder why
Everyone's against me, nothing is making sense
Why am I obsessing that everything is a mess
I try to let it go, get it all off of my chest
But I cannot control where the smoke will get me next
I'm paranoid, thinking that I just wish it would stop
I be paranoid, talk me down, and maybe it'll stop
Feeling paranoid, [?]
I just hate when I feel like this
Does anybody else ever feel like this?
Man, I need to smoke one. That's what's wrong. I'm not crazy. This is crazy. I'm not crazy. I'm just not high. I'm not high enough. I'm a little noid, and I just need to, I need to hit that wusah.
