Fake
Act one
I'm tearing down the walls of this building
Shit is not original, start a fire in the halls
Movement in peripheral
Hearing echoes of my verse, they think that's permissible
Big mistake, and the last one you little criminals
If being lyrical is difficult, then try a different genre
It's pitiful their syllables are far away from mantras
Let me put it simply, you ain't entering nirvana
Everyone spits fire, everyone does the same
Faking personalities, lying without shame
Getting in the premier league by other people's gains
Bunch of fucking aliens with reptilian brains
I'm not hiding from the truth, I embrace my brazen ways
Chewed out for spraying things I'm not supposed to say
If I joined the sugarcoaters, I'd be better for a change
Until then, I'm still cryptoid maybe you can relate
Stop it
If you gonna hide behind a mask
It is obvious, at least put some effort into dodging
I'm not buying any of it
Be careful what you say, I am pretty good toppling
Bite the bullet, mask off
Let's get to it, uh-huh
Backstabbing isn't in my little booklet
Shinobi, mask off
You ain't Kakashi, nah, nah
I am just being myself, even your Sharingan can't copy me!
I see mandem lurking, lurking
Waiting for a chance, they're usurping, usurping
Rappers getting robbed, I'm not a servant, servant
I'm doing this for fun
Doesn't mean you have the right to be claiming what I've done
Sick of liars, sick of sucking up for pride
That is pretty much the case when we put value into glamour
Guess I backtracked a bit, what happened to stomping mandem?
Yeah, we'll get there ya bish, take it easy for a second
If the pages can't be written by the hand that speaks
It'll take a lot of acting and some elbow grease
I'd rather make it sound natural for all that see
Once again, I'm just being me
Stop it
If you gonna hide behind a mask
It is obvious, at least put some effort into dodging
I'm not buying any of it
Be careful what you say, I am pretty good toppling
Bite the bullet, mask off
Let's get to it, uh-huh
Backstabbing isn't in my little booklet
Shinobi, mask off
You ain't Kakashi, nah, nah
I am just being myself, even your Sharingan can't copy me!
I'm tearing down the walls of this building
Shit is not original, start a fire in the halls
Movement in peripheral
Hearing echoes of my verse, they think that's permissible
Big mistake, and the last one you little criminals
If being lyrical is difficult, then try a different genre
It's pitiful their syllables are far away from mantras
Let me put it simply, you ain't entering nirvana
Everyone spits fire, everyone does the same
Faking personalities, lying without shame
Getting in the premier league by other people's gains
Bunch of fucking aliens with reptilian brains
I'm not hiding from the truth, I embrace my brazen ways
Chewed out for spraying things I'm not supposed to say
If I joined the sugarcoaters, I'd be better for a change
Until then, I'm still cryptoid maybe you can relate
Stop it
If you gonna hide behind a mask
It is obvious, at least put some effort into dodging
I'm not buying any of it
Be careful what you say, I am pretty good toppling
Bite the bullet, mask off
Let's get to it, uh-huh
Backstabbing isn't in my little booklet
Shinobi, mask off
You ain't Kakashi, nah, nah
I am just being myself, even your Sharingan can't copy me!
I see mandem lurking, lurking
Waiting for a chance, they're usurping, usurping
Rappers getting robbed, I'm not a servant, servant
I'm doing this for fun
Doesn't mean you have the right to be claiming what I've done
Sick of liars, sick of sucking up for pride
That is pretty much the case when we put value into glamour
Guess I backtracked a bit, what happened to stomping mandem?
Yeah, we'll get there ya bish, take it easy for a second
If the pages can't be written by the hand that speaks
It'll take a lot of acting and some elbow grease
I'd rather make it sound natural for all that see
Once again, I'm just being me
Stop it
If you gonna hide behind a mask
It is obvious, at least put some effort into dodging
I'm not buying any of it
Be careful what you say, I am pretty good toppling
Bite the bullet, mask off
Let's get to it, uh-huh
Backstabbing isn't in my little booklet
Shinobi, mask off
You ain't Kakashi, nah, nah
I am just being myself, even your Sharingan can't copy me!
Credits
Writer(s): Collin Muller, Balazs Szabados
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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