[EPILOGUE — SPOKEN INTRO] Before the beat drops, let me tell you what actually happened. This isn’t some made-up story. This isn’t something I created for attention. And it damn sure isn’t a story I needed somebody else to rewrite. I made the content. I put in the time. I recorded it. I built the story from my own experiences, my own work, my own words. And then somebody came along and decided they could take pieces of what I created, put their name on it, and act like they were the one who lived it. That’s the part that gets me. Because stealing something is one thing. But stealing it… then changing the story… then turning around and blaming the person who originally told it? That’s a different level of disrespect. You didn’t just take the content. You took the credit. And when the truth started catching up with you, you didn’t explain yourself. You didn’t give credit. You didn’t admit what happened. You tried to make ME look like the problem for telling people what really happened. But here’s the thing about the truth… You can copy the words. You can copy the video. You can copy the style. You can copy the story. But you can’t copy the person who actually lived it. So this isn’t me begging for credit. This isn’t me asking you to stop. This is me putting the whole story on fax… Because if you’re going to steal my story, I’m going to make sure everybody remembers who wrote the original. [BEAT DROPS] [VERSE 1] You took my content, thought nobody would know, Copied my work, then you put on a show, Changed up the details, tried changing the blame, But the truth stayed attached to the original name. You wanted my story, wanted my shine, Wanted everything that I built over time, But stealing my work doesn’t make you the source, You can copy the words, can’t duplicate the force. Then you turned around like I’m somehow wrong, Because I told the truth and the truth got strong, You made yourself the victim, played innocent too, Funny how the thief always screams “Who?” I don’t need lies, I don’t need disguise, I just put the facts right in front of their eyes, You can edit the footage, manipulate the frame, But you can’t erase who created the name. [CHORUS] You stole my story, then you stole my name, Tried to steal the credit, tried to shift the blame. You copied everything, thought I’d let it slide, Now the truth’s on the beat and there’s nowhere to hide. **You stole my story, but you can’t steal the truth, You can copy what I made, but you can’t copy the proof. You wanted my spotlight, now you’re standing in mine, You didn’t write the story— YOU JUST STOLE THE LINES. [VERSE 2] You could’ve just admitted what you did from the start, But pride got involved and you played your part, Instead of giving credit, you decided to attack, Thinking if you screamed loud enough I’d never talk back. But I’m not talking rumors, I’m talking about facts, There’s a difference between inspiration and taking what’s mine, You crossed that line and then rewrote the crime. Now every accusation that you throw my way Only makes people question what you’re trying to say, Because if everything you claim is really true, Why you spending so much time trying to bury the truth? I watched you take pieces and pretend they’re your own, Like nobody could recognize the work they’d known, But the internet remembers, and screenshots don’t lie, You can change the story but you can’t change time. [BRIDGE — DARK, SLOW] You wanted the story… You got the story. You wanted the attention… You got the attention. But you forgot one thing. The person you stole it from was still here. And now… I’m telling the rest. [FINAL CHORUS] You stole my story, then you stole my name, Tried to steal the credit, tried to shift the blame. You copied everything, thought I’d let it slide, Now the truth’s on the beat and there’s nowhere to hide. You stole my story, but you can’t steal the truth, You can copy what I made, but you can’t copy the proof. You wanted my spotlight, now you’re standing in mine, You didn’t write the story— YOU JUST STOLE THE LINES. [OUTRO] So here’s the lesson. If you borrow something… Give credit. If you make a mistake… Own it. And if you steal somebody else’s story… Don’t be surprised when the original author decides to finish the book. Budz Bunny…..The Creator
