[verse 1]
I'm just an all around normal guy
As a kid I sang I believe I can fly
I wanted to be an archeaologist, and study dinosaurs
Nowadays I wonder why
I never took it serious
Maybe cause at 6 years old my strongest trait was fearlessness
I just wanted to be me
But bein' me just wasn't good enough, not good enough for me
I want to be more...
My imagination started bubblin'
I liked to rap and dance and tried to stay up outta trouble 'n
My mother just wasn't hearin' it
Music isn't somethin' that I want you takin' serious
She kept me studyin', I still read a lot of books
I just don't trust our government, our founding fathers all were crooks
So instead of workin' for their a**es
I still might be a slave, but at least I know my pa**ion
[hook]
Yall really wanna know the real
I got this in the pocket like a dollar bill
An emcee but I'ma scholar still
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Yall really wanna know the real
I got this in the pocket like a dollar bill
An emcee but I'ma scholar still
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
[verse 2]
Light another stick of incense
I gotta lay these verses that I haven't finished written
At least that is the intention
I also got this liquor that wants to be in my system
All the homies wanna hit a swisher
But that could cut into the time I have to paint this pictua'
So here let me paint this pictua'
Make it quick before I take this brief intermission
I don't make high music, I don't make sober music
I make that play this from November to October music
That I don't care if you smoke crack or maybe dojah music
That it's a secret or your Mom already knows you do it
It's for everybody, east or west all over music
That relieve the stress without the stanky odor music
Or light that stanky odor to it
Whatever it takes for you to just get over music
[hook]
Yall really wanna know the real
I got this in the pocket like a dollar bill
An emcee but I'ma scholar still
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Yall really wanna know the real
I got this in the pocket like a dollar bill
An emcee but I'ma scholar still
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah