Corey Hanz - He Ain't Dope lyrics

[Intro: Jovan] ~You ain't dope!~ [Corey Hanz: Verse One] Wish I had friends, wish I had a crew Wish I grabbed the pen, in 2002 Been a rapper then, exact revenge on who doubted I'd prove 'em wrong Move along, like Corey Hanz is new outta the 'Lou Then again, y'all a**ume too much, you don't even know me CDs of beats I gave 'em for free back in '03 Could never move forward like this Made me conform to predictions, but now y'all can witness my story Let's go back to when my cousin taught me the format On a Casio keyboard to write a chorus, bridge, and a short rap And I'm proud to admit I kept his insight in a book You can ask around, I never struggled writing the hook That same struggle to get accepted into this music, took it outta me Blinded by scales, Echolocation of Staccato keys The only WAVs/waves I could see the track internalized Was playing it all by ear, through Matt Murdock's eyes Devil's dared[Daredevil] me to forfeited, but I keep recording I tried to be me, ignoring all this petty beef in orbit But then, they be sleeping on me! That's for Serta Matress Albeit it kept me sharp as a pixel Marksman official, sometimes, I get lost in the script like Heath Ledger That came from being pushed to my limits to be better But, y'all don't hear me, though They don't cheer me, though Cause all my life, I've been hearing those words -- [Chorus: Jovan] ~He ain't dope!~ (naaahh!!) I begs to differ ~Is he?!~ I begs to differ ~Is he?!~ I begs to differ (4x) ~You ain't dooope!!~ [Corey Hanz: Verse 2] A plausible audible audio, that could be banged No longer lost in the audience of the deranged My aim on this planet? To drop something heavy - like feeding mandrake to a mammoth (Blaaaah!) Show 'em my demos, they wanna give me a makeover Takeover! Giving advice, when ain't sober Sorry, too honest to run with your life story Even if mine's boring? None of it's lies Corey put a lot of time and effort aligning truth to his sound proper Look at me now partner, style is the cow caca Dropping gems you'll never hear over the radio Flow what they hate to know, punching holes in the golden ratio (What?!) Whoa! Should I take it slow? Curse & taint my soul? Promised I wouldn't, can still be dope if I stay controlled But, y'all don't hear me though Won't ever cheer me, though Cause all my life, people swore UP & DOWN -- [Chorus: Jovan] ~He ain't dope!~ (naaahh!!) I begs to differ ~Is he?!~ I begs to differ ~Is he?!~ I begs to differ (4x) ~You ain't dooope!!~ Interlude: Corey: Oh, I'm not, huh? Jovan: (You ain't...) Corey: I'm not? Jovan: (You ain't...) Corey: I'm not?! Jovan: (You ain't...) Corey: I'm NOT?! [Chorus: Jovan & Corey] ~He ain't dope!~ (naaahh!!) I begs to differ ~Is he?!~ I begs to differ ~Is he?!~ I begs to differ (4x)