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