Don't Be Orc Be You.

[Intro – Female, low, frustrated] (soft piano + light beat) I tried… I really did… Tried to be like them… and they still talked their shit… [Verse 1 – Female] Walked in proud, tried to hold my stance, Played their game, learned their steps, their dance, Broke my form just to fit their mold— Still got laughed at, still got told: “You ain’t built for this—just quit right now,” Yeah, them same damn voices still echo loud, Fake smiles, sharp tongues, all behind my back— Bunch of sons of bitches waiting for me to crack. I bent too far just to prove I belong, Lost my rhythm trying to copy their song, Now I’m stuck in between what I am and ain’t— And I’m tired of feeling like some damn mistake. [Verse 2 – Male, blunt, confident] Yeah I seen that walk—you were forcing it, Tryna wear their skin? You ain’t built for it, You moved too stiff, lost your natural flow, Tryna be them when you already glow. They talk shit? Let ’em run they mouth, Same ones fold when it gets like now, You think I care what they say? Hell no— They ain’t last a round where I come from, though. You ain’t weak—you just moved too wrong, Tryna be a copy when you born a song, They ain’t laughing ’cause you small or less— They laugh ’cause you ain’t learned yourself yet. [Hook – BOTH] Yeah they laughed, yeah they talked their shit, Same ones fold when it gets like this, You ain’t one of them—don’t fake that fit, You break different—don’t forget that shit. Yeah they laughed, yeah they ran that mouth, Same damn crowd that be backing out, You don’t fit their world—don’t force that script, You break different—don’t forget that shit. [Verse 3 – Female, building confidence] So what—you’re saying I did it all wrong? All that work just to not belong? I twisted myself just to earn that place— And you’re telling me that was my mistake? …Damn. Maybe I lost what made me me, Tryna match what they wanted to see, Every step felt forced, every move felt fake— Like I traded my soul just to get their praise. They smiled in my face, then laughed when I turned, All that fake respect? Yeah I never earned, So what now—just stand here stuck? Or say screw that noise and give zero fucks? [Verse 4 – Male, energized, pushing her] Now you talkin’, yeah that’s more like you, Little fire comin’ through—that’s overdue, You don’t need they lane, you don’t need they code— Make your own damn path, build your own damn road. You think I fit in? Nah, I stand alone, Every scar I got? Yeah I earned my throne, They don’t get it now—they ain’t meant to yet, You ain’t here to blend—you here to upset. So let ’em stare, let ’em doubt, let ’em choke on pride, You ain’t built to follow—you were built to collide, You don’t shrink down just to make ’em feel big— You rise up loud—yeah THIS is the shift. [Hook – BOTH (stronger)] Yeah they laughed, yeah they talked their shit, Same ones fold when it gets like this, You ain’t one of them—don’t fake that fit, You break different—don’t forget that shit. Yeah they laughed, yeah they ran that mouth, Same damn crowd that be backing out, You don’t fit their world—don’t force that script, You break different—don’t forget that shit. [Bridge – back & forth, theatrical] Female: I tried to match their strength— Male: That ain’t your lane— Female: Then what am I supposed to be? Male: Something they can’t contain. Female: I felt so out of place— Male: Good—that means you’re real— Female: They made me doubt myself— Male: Then show ’em how you feel. [Final Verse – Female, fully confident] I ain’t bending back just to fit that frame, I ain’t shrinking down just to play their game, They can talk all day—I’m done with that— I found my voice and I’m taking it back. No more masks, no more fake disguise, No more chasing someone else’s life, If I stand alone, then I stand up proud— Let ’em hear me now, let me say it loud: [Final Hook – BOTH, biggest energy] Yeah they laughed, yeah they talked their shit, Same ones fold when it gets like this, You ain’t one of them—don’t fake that fit, You break different—don’t forget that shit. Yeah they laughed, yeah they ran that mouth, Same damn crowd that be backing out, You don’t fit their world—don’t force that script, You break different—don’t forget that shit. [Outro – Female, calm, resolved] …Yeah… I don’t need to be them. I just need to be me.