Weird Side

Lyrics

??? this is Felipe Cuauhtli from Los Nativos crew Rhymesayers entertainment I'm up in the studio with my man, Eyedea I'm up in the booth doing the wop and the runningman looking for the keys to my lowrider Yo, y'all might think he's a cool cat, but this dude be acting weird [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 But 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', every time 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 I was raised 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 Sayin' 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 I was raised 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 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 3: Eyedea] I'm not accepted by any certain group of people I'm a walking talking freak-show, by now you know my steelo Hey, everybody's weird, you know that's true I bet you even got a little bit of weirdness in you My lyrics are due depression and in essence repression unprecedented identity representin' the quest 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 the crowd reacts nice if it's something that 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