Credentials

By Doc Strange

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[Verse 1: Doc STRANGE]

I never had to lie to get a buck

Success is preparation, focus and luck

I never had to lie on a resume

I’m Big Brother Almighty, with Gamma Rays

Objective: to be amongst the most selected

To put on display what I have perfected

My track record, dramatic method

My lifestyles my career, conniesier, artist of the year

The hardest critic is in the mirror

I can’t make it any damn clearer

Here…let’s look at the work history, and reveal the appeal beyond the mystery

Award winning video show on UNTV, just lounging with Chris Ayer and Azim

Nemesis, Dallas, yes Azim

That boy Spin on the sound, that boy Spin mean

You could say I was on the scene, around the same time Wu-Tang dropped “CREAM”

Ironically I needed the same thing

Cash…all around me


[Chorus: Doc STRANGE]

I’mma keep it real simple, this is what I’m about, my credentials

This is why I’m worth the money. You can trust me, baby girl honey

Boy I’m cold. Do what I want not what I’m told{Hey Hey}

Boy I’m cold. Do what I want not what I’m told{I’m told…}


[Verse 2: Doc STRANGE]

I did not graduate with a degree. From Mass Comm/RFTV

{Heh.Heh} but please believe me, I make visuals with critical appeal

Experience is key. For real

You ain’t ever been hungry till you had to steal a meal

But I’m getting off topic talking bout how I feel

I continued my education in the street. Completed my thesis

Finding out who I was beneath this smooth exterior. Graduated with honors

I am wittier than a cat than a cat that talks. I’m the cat that talks with Caucasian affect

Till it’s time to go dumb and ratchet

I’m well traveled . speak inb more tonges than Babel. Get Biblical

Failure is barely visible

I built my business from a molecule. A mere mineral

[Chorus : Doc STRANGE}

I’mma keep it real simple, this is what I’m about, my credentials

This is why I’m worth the money. You can trust me, baby girl honey

Boy I’m cold. Do what I want not what I’m told{Hey Hey}

Boy I’m cold. Do what I want not what I’m told{I’m told…}


[Verse 3: Doc STRANGE]

I became my own boss. Signed myself for lyrical appeal that steals the show

Ice cold like snow in Sarajevo. Robotech when I flex. I throw salvos

Just a metaphor for what you in for. Hip Hop offerings that hardcore

I’m a writer of sci fi and fly folklore

Beats gonzo gore. Like a beast in the floorboards

I’ve clocked in more than a thousand hours Akai and Ensoniq

[Outboards] A thousand hours DAW. These cats is fast food. A&W

Like executive chefs. Place gourmet plates in front of you

Eat well young player

A major contributor. I am my own scene. You local yokels is green

A thousand hours writing raw rhymes

I’m a raw human being. With alien schemes