Original

You're an actress, baby, but you know in your heart,
That you never played a role that didn't tear me apart
You got your fingers on the pulse of what you think is the truth,
But you come across rough
When you try to be smooth,
Your act is tired, go home,
And don't you lose any sleep,
('cause) you have promises to break,
(And and you've got) secrets not to keep
Your imitation is my frustration...

You say you're something new
But you should know I see right through...
You're quick to the punch,
You're fast to the chase
But the real thing's too hard to erase
And baby you should know
You can try but you're not the original

I gotta hand it to you, honey,
But you're wasting your breath,
You take what's already working,
And you beat it to death,
You live for the hustle,
But you're running in place,
You were chasing a trend
And fell behind in the race,
You color inside the lines
Like you invented the shape,
(But) You can never be a hero
Wearing someone else's cape
Your imitation is my frustration...

You say you're something new
But you should know I see right through...
You're quick to the punch,
You're fast to the chase
But the real thing's too hard to erase
And baby you should know
You can try but you're not the original

The real McCoy, original
It's in the execution
Accept no substitution
It's bona fide, no place to hide
I don't need retribution
I just want a resolution
The real McCoy, original
Don't ask for absolution
This is a revolution
(It's) all robbed, no attribution
(It's) all old, no evolution
(It's) all noise, no contribution
(It's) all problem, no solution

You say you're something new
You're quick to the punch,
You're fast to the chase
You say you're something new
But you should know I see right through...
You're quick to the punch,
You're fast to the chase
But the real thing's too hard to replace
And baby you should know
You can try but you're not the original