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KiD CuDi
KiD CuDi


Background information
Birth name Scott Ramon Seguro Mescudi
Born January 30, 1984
Born place Cleveland, Ohio, United States
Origin New York City, New York, United States
Genre(s) Hip-hop
Alternative Rock
Neo-psychedelia
Years active 2003—present
Label(s) Universal Motown Records Group
GOOD Music
Associated acts Kanye West
Common
Asher Roth
Ratatat
Website Website



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KiD CuDi Lyrics

"Man On The Moon (The Anthem)" lyrics


Alright, run it

I never gave a fuck
I never a fuck about what niggas thought about me
I mean I did, but like fuck it you know what I'm sayin?
You gon' love me man
You gon' love me man


They can't comprehend
Or even come close to understanding him
I guess if I was boring they would love me more
Guess if I was simple in the mind
Everything would be fine
Maybe if I was jerk to girls
Instead of being nice and speaking kind words
Then maybe it would be ok to say then
I wasn't a good guy to begin with


But my mind is all crazy, crazy, crazy, crazy...
They got me thinking I ain't human,
Like I came in from above, above, above, above...
Feelin' like a airplane in the sky
But then they say I'm crazy, crazy, crazy, crazy...
They got me thinking I ain't human,
Like I came in from above, above, above, above...
Feelin' like a bird sittin' high high

(chorus)
I be that man on the moon
I'm that man on the moon
And imma do what I do
So do you hey hey
I be posted with my blunt and a brew my dude
I'm that man on the moon
I'm up up on the moon
(chorus)

Feels like I
I'm gonna play all my stuff for everybody
You know and all my people give me feedback
You know and they be like
Yo!
Yo, why
Why your shit sound so different?
You know what I'm sayin'?
Why, why your
Why you shit like on anotha le-
Why your shit sound so different?
Like it's a bad thing!?!
And I be like,
Why not? Nigga!

Close my eyes, high in the dark
It's a curtain call, come one come all
All I do is try to make it simple
The ones that make it complicated
Never get congratulated
I'm somethin' different, all aspects
Don't want a woman just to love her assets
I still wife her up even with her flat chest
The type to get hurt
But that's the past tense

My mind is all hazy, hazy, hazy, hazy...
I be thinkin' that I'm all,
Cause they used to call me lame, lame, lame, lame...
My swag was a little different
But then my mind is hazy, hazy, hazy, hazy...
I be thinkin' that I'm all,
But they the ones who lame, lame, lame, lame...
I got the last laugh nigga nigga

(chorus)

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