[Verse 1] We are not the same, I am Mauritian You don't understand, I suggest you get to reading About my people, Wikipedia We the only people that be speaking through the speakers Sonic Maurice Hedgehog, no sneakers But I'm running with all my blue features I ain't depressed, I'm the color of the water God is a woman and my lover is her daughter But God wants me back, I don't get caught up I'm not dying, cause I ain't even trying Whoa, you don't get it, keep zoning My mind is a hot line, yeah, phone in I'mma take your requests in a sec But right about now, I'mma rep for my set Mauritian Sega, and I ain't a player Cause this is my game, you don't like it? See ya later (Ah hah) [Hook] Who do music all day? (Charles Hamilton) Who do music all day? (Charles Hamilton) Yes I, yes I'm always making songs Yes I, yes I'm always making songs I said: "You best best respect the way I do my thing" I said: "You best best respect the way I do my thing" I said: "You best best respect the way I do my thing" Whatever, you get it [Verse 2] Pink is the color of life, the inside of... Every single woman that was born with a vagina Men are from Mars and women are from Venus They Venetian, rhymes with Mauritian I don't hit women, I love 'em too much But, I remember when they said I cuddle too much I puff a few dutches and I will forget about it But I'm sober, so how could you live without it? This is my zone now, can you get around it? Maybe not while I'm rhyming crazy hot No Timbaland dog, it's your man Charles I give a damn, not, I'm the fricking man y'all Aw, Lord, let your hair down Cause you're looking so good, I wish you were here now So remember God's true gender And the man was born was born 10th of November [Hook] Who do music all day? (Charles Hamilton) Who do music all day? (Charles Hamilton) Yes I, yes I'm always making songs Yes I, yes I'm always making songs I said: "You best best respect the way I do my thing" I said: "You best best respect the way I do my thing" I said: "You best best respect the way I do my thing" Whatever, you get it [Verse 3] Maybe you could say I do gospel Or maybe you could say I'm too hostile Beat up a track in the name of my lady Meaning I beat up a cat, insane, cause she made me Baby, you know I was blessed with a gift No stress when I spit, cause the s** is a trip If I left on a ship, see the dress and some quick Blow a breath on my lips and next we would kiss I ain't trying to get neck from the b**h But what the heck, she's sick in bed, did you get it? They call an instrumental a music bed And that ain't got nothing to do with head But I'm saying, these other dudes s** And she don't make a sound cause she love me too much Long story short, I am the man, you dig Truly yours, Sonic The Hamilton [Hook/Outro] Who do music all day? (Charles Hamilton) (Yes sir) Who do music all day? (Charles Hamilton) (I'm here) Yes I, yes I'm always making songs (This game is mine) Yes I, yes I'm always making songs (Charles Hamilton, Demevolist) I said: "You best best respect the way I do my thing" (Game over) I said: "You best best respect the way I do my thing" I said: "You best best respect the way I do my thing" (It's the last of the Mauritians, hahahah) Whatever, you get it (your a** ain't speaking) We are not the same, I am Mauritian Yes I am, uh huh We are not the same, I am Mauritian Yes I am, uh huh We are not the same, I am Mauritian Uh huh We are not the same, I am Mauritian Uh huh We are not the same, I am Mauritian Uh huh We are not the same, I am Mauritian Yep