CORRECT LYRICS
Lyrics : Fraudulent (Sample of collaboration with D.J.)
So this album I’ma slam a couple people
Elevate a few
The only difference between my music and theirs is that
I’m attempting to make my message something new
I don’t have a crew
I have my mom
And being honest
I couldn’t choose a better woman with whom to go to prom
People insult me and you can attack me with whatever you want
But I’m asking you to not mess my family
Cause then my shields come up like in Doctor Strange
I’m the new Wong
And if you think that this is a kind of misdirection
You’re thinking the wong way
As I rhyme with these syllables I just let ‘em play
Swing em around, let ‘em slide down my throat
Rhyming is my playing ground
But even as a play around
I’m as serious as AIDS
I might be shaken but I won’t be phased
We playin’ reverse limbo, I just got the bar raised
I honestly don’t even care if I’m placed
At the bottom
God’s in charge
He’ll handle my fate
But I don’t want y’all to miss my message so hold up and wait
I hope up to high heaven That one day I’ll have my name in a gold plate
Gold plaque
Musical hall of fame
I might be on the bench but
Buddy I still got game
Behind the scenes worker
I’m the one who gets everything to work on stage
Because the point isn’t that I’m great
But that God keeps me from bending under the weight
Of my depression
The pressure is huge but I’ll make a concession
That I have others to help hold it up
And though I may be tired I have a God and a message that refuse to stop
Tell me I suck
Tell me I lack skill
But we all know you’ll hop
Onto the bandwaggon the moment it moves
Elevate a few
The only difference between my music and theirs is that
I’m attempting to make my message something new
I don’t have a crew
I have my mom
And being honest
I couldn’t choose a better woman with whom to go to prom
People insult me and you can attack me with whatever you want
But I’m asking you to not mess my family
Cause then my shields come up like in Doctor Strange
I’m the new Wong
And if you think that this is a kind of misdirection
You’re thinking the wong way
As I rhyme with these syllables I just let ‘em play
Swing em around, let ‘em slide down my throat
Rhyming is my playing ground
But even as a play around
I’m as serious as AIDS
I might be shaken but I won’t be phased
We playin’ reverse limbo, I just got the bar raised
I honestly don’t even care if I’m placed
At the bottom
God’s in charge
He’ll handle my fate
But I don’t want y’all to miss my message so hold up and wait
I hope up to high heaven That one day I’ll have my name in a gold plate
Gold plaque
Musical hall of fame
I might be on the bench but
Buddy I still got game
Behind the scenes worker
I’m the one who gets everything to work on stage
Because the point isn’t that I’m great
But that God keeps me from bending under the weight
Of my depression
The pressure is huge but I’ll make a concession
That I have others to help hold it up
And though I may be tired I have a God and a message that refuse to stop
Tell me I suck
Tell me I lack skill
But we all know you’ll hop
Onto the bandwaggon the moment it moves
