[Intro: Lecrae & Don Cannon]

Ayy, yo, Cannon, man

What's up, homie?

You know what I've come to realize is

What's that?

Everybody wanna put me in a box

Nah!

They tryna figure out what category I belong in, man

There ain't no category for this!

So I figure, let me help them out a little bit, you know what I'm saying?

I think it's about that time

[Chorus: Lecrae]

I am so authentic (Yeah!), I'm so authentic (Yeah!)

They try to figure me out, but this is not a gimmick

Hi, Hip-Hop, don’t act like you don't know me (What?)

We got the same momma, don't you try to disown me

I am so authentic, I'm so authentic

They try to figure me out, but this is not a gimmick

Hi, Hip-Hop, don't act like you don't know me (What?)

We got the same momma, don't you try to disown me

[Verse 1: Lecrae]

I'm just a mixed breed, call me a daywalker

'Cause I walk in the sun, but at night I'm a stalker (Yeah!)

If you're looking for blood, come run in my lane

The vein never runs dry, it's plenty of it, man

I speak an ancient language, they don't understand me

It's called the truth, I break it down, they try to reprimand me

Ms. Lauryn, she spoke it, they tried to revoke her

They drove her crazy like Morgan Freeman did to Miss Daisy

I am not insane, product of the culture (Yeah!)

I'm what happens when Outkast meets the writings of Moses (Ooh!)

The views are opposing, but they correlate (Correlate)

And me and Christ don't match, but we coordinate

If Wu-Tang can spit five percent gems

I can talk about Him who died for my sins (Ugh!)

I'm not a gospel rapper (No), not a holy roller (No)

I'm just a product of grace, spreading hope to the hopeless

[Interlude: Don Cannon]

See, they trying to put me in the box my whole life!

But you know, I stand tall!

And it seems like that box is a little too small for me!

Church Clothes!

[Verse 2: Lecrae]

Feels like I'm bang-bang-bang, brr-rat-tat-tat, letting off that truth in here (Here!)

That caged, untamed, strange man, let it loose in here (Here!)

You may have came here sane, man, with your brain in your mainframe

But if you can't hang, man, you can lose it here (Yeah!)

Now let's be clear, I don't want your approval (No!)

And I don't thirst for the worthless, my verses'll prove it (Yeah!)

All these empty executives, a lame pursuit

And you can tell they just a shell from their vain pursuits ('Suits)

They say they love my music, boy, they telling tales

They want me sign on a dotted line, but I'm not for sale

They want that Jay (I know), they want that Yeezy (Yeezy)

They want that Lupe, they ain't hearing what you say

Nah, nah, I beg to differ, uh-huh, I think they do (Do!)

They're listening, 'cause it's different, and some of them confused (Woo!)

So I'm leaving clues (Clues), I give directions (Yeah!)

I hope they stop at the light before the intersection

[Outro: Don Cannon]

The anticipation is over, here it is!

Changing lives one by one!

Another classic for y'all to ride to!

I go by the name of Don Cannon

The One Man Army

Back to back with the homie Lecrae!

(Cannon)

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