[Instrumental] [Intro] [vinyl crackle, dry acoustic drum break enters] [syncopated sub-bass enters] [Main Section] [staccato high-pitched synth lead riff] [muted brass stab on beat 4] [record scratch transition] [Intro] Yeah... Same clothes. Same trends. Same recycled personalities. Tell me... Who the fuck are you When nobody's around? [Verse 1] Everybody wanna fit in, everybody wanna blend, Switching up their whole damn life depending on their friends. Different room, different mask, different point of view, Acting like a brand-new person every time they walk through. Y'all call it growth, I call it camouflage, A bunch of copy-paste souls in a human collage. One person likes it, now the whole crowd does, Nobody thinks anymore, they just do it because. You can keep your little trends, You can keep your little games. I'd rather be hated for myself Than be loved for being the same. [Pre-Chorus] Maybe I'm strange. Maybe I'm odd. Maybe I just never learned How to pretend for applause. [Chorus] Imma be me, y'all be you. Follow the trend, watcha bend and get it up your masses. Kiss my ass. Being alone is a familiar feeling, so it's just fine. At least I don't need to change mine. Imma be me, y'all be you. I ain't got shit to prove. If standing by myself means staying real, Then I'll stand alone from you. [Verse 2 – Technical Rap] Assimilate, duplicate, fabricate identities, Trading individuality for social utilities. Counterfeit confidence, artificial sentiments, Everybody looking for acceptance in their negligence. Mirror image mimicry, digital dependency, Living through opinions with no original tendencies. Hive mind, timeline, algorithm-conditioned, Mass-produced attitudes and factory ambitions. Y'all synchronize movements, all moving in formation, Scared to think different, terrified of isolation. Shape-shifting personalities, social adaptation, Every new environment creates another imitation. And the crazy thing? You look at people like me Like I'm the one with the problem. Nah. I'm just comfortable enough To be myself. [Breakdown] Who are you?! Strip away the trends! Strip away your friends! Strip away the masks you wear! What's left?! Another empty shell Built from everybody else? I refuse. I won't switch. I won't bend. I won't rewrite myself To fit into your circle. [Final Chorus] Imma be me, y'all be you. Follow the trend, watcha bend and get it up your masses. Kiss my ass. Being alone is a familiar feeling, so it's just fine. At least I don't need to change mine. Y'all can keep your copies. Y'all can keep your disguise. I'd rather walk this road alone Than live a thousand borrowed lives. [Outro] Call me weird. Call me different. Call me whatever the fuck you want. At least when I look in the mirror... I know exactly Who the fuck I am.
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