What I Want Now by Mr. Pjay Lyrics
What I Want Now
(VERSE 1)
I feel like Sheldon from the Big Bang Theory / a martian
Among the grey mice in society I’m large
And I’m smaller than the greats but I’m trying to be part of them
Find me in my lodge / finally I’m at the concert
But I am not the artist / don’t even know what art is
I could pray to God: please tell me how to start this
How to end departures of partly painted archers
That showed me where to go / they say the arrows pointed southwards
Cowards calling me an asshole / shit
But I beg the differ / talk to my associate
They say it is for sure / he ain’t really kosjer
You should get to know me better
Here take a brochure
Call me for closure / the number’s on the poster
Man I wish I could never get old
Like Pan / I’m a soldier / for love I should fault
Find a key to my chest cause my heart is a vault
(CHORUS)
Wrap it up now
Wake up in a nightmare / sweat is dripping off my head
Is it really what I want now? (No)
Go to sleep and I’m scared / living in a dream state
Blood is dripping off my bed
(VERSE 2)
You won’t see me standing at a bridge with a chord
Or with scissors in the kitchen / in the yard with a sword
I write songs / kill problems with my vocal chords
Until my throat gets soar but then I’ll write some more
In my city you can’t even take a train
Cause where the tracks cross the lane people line up to get springled
All over the place / three at the same day
Living in this shithole makes us go insane
CHORUS
(VERSE 3)
I can’t figure out what I should speak about
All I keep thinking of / I am turned inside out
Being told to shut my mouth / hoping I’ll be back soon
I’l be on a mag with my friends if I have to
Too bad I can’t let you pick on me / I have to
Pick up my release album even if it’s crap
You can see me getting cap every step I take is brand new
For instance I can step on fire and I wear no damn shoes
There’s no glam / you can see that I’m a damn loser
Who’s a piece of trash bashing tunes (you) thank you
Laughing to the bank but I’m crying when I enter
I don’t have a single euro / I survive on cents
Do you have another plan? (Nope) I don’t have a damn clue
Thankful for hiphop cause I don’t know what else to do
Then I took my pants and my shirt and I left you
Wrote you a song to tell you that I goddamn you
CHORUS
(VERSE 1)
I feel like Sheldon from the Big Bang Theory / a martian
Among the grey mice in society I’m large
And I’m smaller than the greats but I’m trying to be part of them
Find me in my lodge / finally I’m at the concert
But I am not the artist / don’t even know what art is
I could pray to God: please tell me how to start this
How to end departures of partly painted archers
That showed me where to go / they say the arrows pointed southwards
Cowards calling me an asshole / shit
But I beg the differ / talk to my associate
They say it is for sure / he ain’t really kosjer
You should get to know me better
Here take a brochure
Call me for closure / the number’s on the poster
Man I wish I could never get old
Like Pan / I’m a soldier / for love I should fault
Find a key to my chest cause my heart is a vault
(CHORUS)
Wrap it up now
Wake up in a nightmare / sweat is dripping off my head
Is it really what I want now? (No)
Go to sleep and I’m scared / living in a dream state
Blood is dripping off my bed
(VERSE 2)
You won’t see me standing at a bridge with a chord
Or with scissors in the kitchen / in the yard with a sword
I write songs / kill problems with my vocal chords
Until my throat gets soar but then I’ll write some more
In my city you can’t even take a train
Cause where the tracks cross the lane people line up to get springled
All over the place / three at the same day
Living in this shithole makes us go insane
CHORUS
(VERSE 3)
I can’t figure out what I should speak about
All I keep thinking of / I am turned inside out
Being told to shut my mouth / hoping I’ll be back soon
I’l be on a mag with my friends if I have to
Too bad I can’t let you pick on me / I have to
Pick up my release album even if it’s crap
You can see me getting cap every step I take is brand new
For instance I can step on fire and I wear no damn shoes
There’s no glam / you can see that I’m a damn loser
Who’s a piece of trash bashing tunes (you) thank you
Laughing to the bank but I’m crying when I enter
I don’t have a single euro / I survive on cents
Do you have another plan? (Nope) I don’t have a damn clue
Thankful for hiphop cause I don’t know what else to do
Then I took my pants and my shirt and I left you
Wrote you a song to tell you that I goddamn you
CHORUS