Omae Wa Mo Shinde Iru

Omae Wa Mo Shinde Iru
Nani

Welcome one and all to the only stand, with my fans
You the people that I call my OnlyFans with the plan
To bring me to the Holy Land
Where I sing and write music as tough as silk strands
But some command that I fall like quicksand
And bow and stay low like a monk in Thailand
It's grand; the tightrope was taught by old men
Who couldn't tell the difference 'tween cake and hot bread
Instead, we make music for people who got crammed
With jobs that feel stuck, like flies in grape jam
Damn, I really got ahead of myself
Like I messed up hunting for a deer on my shelf
So get low, like Biggie & Jay-Lo
We bounce it back to your man, like tennis with elbow
I'm hoping that now you know I'm cooler than Jon Snow
When Bellion gets mad you can tell him that he's my bro

Omae Wa Mo Shinde Iru
Omae Wa Mo Shinde Iru

So now that you know what is going on
I hope you sing along to rhythms like neutrons
I'm running a marathon: Usain in Siagon
You better remember me like Hammurabi & Babylon
Another thing: stay true, it's not hard
Because people will try to test you like you was the seminar
Leave 'em a memoir; play on the guitar
Write 'em a whole song just to tell them just who you are
If you get anything out of this cool rap
Understand that what I'm saying hits hard like cold facts
I was dialing up contacts trying to file up some contracts
And not even one would give me a fax back
So no matter what, make your dream come true
Go out, and get it done like a bad tattoo
I know it feels dumb cause its all so new
But the same people making fun will sound just like you
Go

Omae Wa Mo Shinde Iru
Omae Wa Mo Shinde Iru