MC Mantra - Got Me Wrong lyrics

[Hook] If I am only a shallow motif, I know I don't belong But you won't really see the real me before you hear my songs Because I am lonely, but don't mistake me, or think that I ain't strong I know you think you know me, but you don't know me, you have got me wrong [Verse 1] I'd be lying if I said I was the perfect man I tried to tell ‘em I never had no dirty hands In all honesty, I've been in the corner before It's all par for the course and in accordance with the plan More than what you would have gathered in a first glance More often than not I'm tricky to understand Anonymous anomaly with no apology An oddity with a division of psychology My inner demons are riddled with dichotomies And Ripley's Believe It or Not ideologies Striving to find the right philosophy All the while fine tuning the life policy Intercepted on the regular, constantly As if the interjections are involuntary And I'd love to think that I ain't let it bother me But everywhere I go, the self-doubt follows me [Hook] [Verse 2] No wonder I'm nervous and anxious When all I see is a world full of madness Surly impressions, knee-jerk reactions Trivial material to serve as attachments About to lose my brain to migraines As my feign interest wains and migrates Seems to me we're all weak at the knees And eager to please somebody we could never appease [Hook] [Verse 3] Yeah, yeah Not the type to want to battle a stranger Music the preferred method of channeling anger Deep thought 24 channels, man I've seen more Than the average man should have had to endure Sure I can act flamboyant and sure It's sorta for my own enjoyment But never would let it affect my love for the music By playing it humble in front of my muses You just see a character portrayed on stage And think you got it figured out Got the inside word on what I think about What the gossip and scandal, what the ins and outs What the scoop, what the juice, wanna wring it out Wanna talk [?] until you're out of breath Wanna talk? It'll be my d**h Unimpressed with the method So [?] with the rhythm in [?] More than you ever could, merely living in a fantasy [Hook]