[Produced by Aaron Deux]
[Verse 1: Aaron Deux]
We are not one in the same, fuck anybody who say different
My interest to indent is a infant cause I just want all of this shit
I deserve, I prefer that you get on your knees
And show me what can do while sliding 180 degrees
I'mma g, But they don't know it, and my ego's afraid to show it
Society is telling me wrong, but fuck it bitch I'mma keep on going
Till the roof off, you too soft Imma Hitler harder than Adolf
No holocaust cause your a hollow cause, never pickup im riding off
I'm going off, going with my dreams and what my passions is
Hope I could eventually end up with a Kardashian
Heard their mom a freak and she likes to get it harder
I'm not a motherfucker cause I'll rather fuck her daughters nigga
I'm insane, you a lame in my presence
Man fuck you mane for telling me that I'm the same
And in a couple years I'll fade away, but until I hit the day
I'm gon play on everything
With some racks with a bad bitch with a bad back with some tits like Kat Stacks
[Hook: Aaron Deux]
These niggas hating, let 'em be
Hating ass niggas, I'm ahead of these, (Cause)
We are not the same (What?!) x4
I'm proactive activist, decoding all hieroglyphs
While bitches blowing me kiss, the swagger is effortless (Cause)
We are not the same (What?!) x3
NIGGA YOU'SA FUCKING LAME
[Verse 2: Isaiah G]
Yo, we just the same huh?, tell me why we can't be considered as great
Instead of as fake, you niggas get nervous when we spit you niggas just spreading the mace
Over our vision my intuition commissions
Dissing ass niggas fishing and wishing for our pretention
He sounds like Big, Sean, a fake Gambi-, no
He's gambling with his own career he should be locked in a casinoooo
I'm no Marino, so I would never throw away with my life
You pray for my strife, I pray for my life, I'm in a gun battle tryna play with a knife
Oh how so smart of me, taking Advanced Placement
Cause when I mix it up to these niggas I'm too basic
Alright, I'mma take a flight on the mic when I bite somebody's rhymes and think it's good
I'm just outta place, at a pace, I'm a Ace but man of these dumb niggas think it's, HOOD
Granted I'm from EngleWOOD, but I gotta hippie flow
It gets me though when I fit the flow up, niggas throw up, when I blow up, so whaaaaat
I could really give a fuck like a porno HO HO, popped an ecstasy
Rip a haters guts out like a fucking hysterectomy (alright)
[Hook]
[Verse 3: Aaron Deux]
You silicone rapping your passion is backward I'm actively active
Acted as average as all you fucking bastards think
Cause i stay gold, I'm taxes to your pay roll
You a lame though cause you stay home with a stank ho with some cankles
4 shots (POP POP POP POP!), everytime I fucking drop
A fucking song that's out the box, and you know it's kamikaz
Causing mobs in a mosh pit, you dodging all of the gospel
That I'm spitting out leaving it just to word of mouth
But they to try son and father knows I ain't been right
But I'm clocking in spite my vice while they punch out like mike Tys
Son da shit? you just the matter from birds crack bum
Don't let that eagle leave you or your now Desean Jackson
I'mma jack of all trades, need ass in the back of a lade
But that's after I get pay in many ways that'll make everything great
No fucking deez hoes, I'm ducking deez hoes, Don't have any hoes so nowhere to go, Imma trying to top never stop for a cop or a Opp for some box on the cock only top from the charts