Released on August 5, 2007

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[Intro: Wonder Brown]

Yo, you think this is funny?

Ha, ha, ha, oh snap

Posers are funny


[Verse 1: Wonder Brown]

Yo, I'm the carbon copy with the black crown

As background and in the lack of knack

For a track bound for that sound

I’m posing that I'm past found

While residing behind enemy lines

While mining and grinding in that mound

So profound to be labeled

Holy ground or

Favor the hold me down where

Hate will just solely sound

It's facts always had my back

Lacking in the knowledge that despite

College or cottage and a homage

I’m paid now, it's back, proud of its accomplishments

And yet it's astonished

It still had it with admonishments

Of heavenly compliments

For attack touting and slave shouting

Slaves batting the [?]

I hate how we just make out

And take out our mistakes

Proudly and act out

The brunt of our inconsistencies

An inconsistent [?]

And all that indifference leaves

Us at that route

Where the life and the love and the liberty

And the pursuit of happiness is blacked out

I've had about enough of the fast route

That last bout

As long as your mask's out

And about as long as your mouths pouting

And posing for cash clout and closing

I'm supposing it's going

It keeps flowing for that sound

But now I'm holding my mask out

And knowing my last sound

Could be the breath of this track bound

The track’s sound

Now mining and grinding on that mound

You call your mind posing in this place

This time and space

And this with that sound

We’re posing


[Chorus: Theory Hazit]

Copycats, deceivers, industry leeches

False prophets and fake teachers all y'all be

(Posing)

Hoping that I gon’ stop them

Stroking after they watch me

Voguing for paparazzi

You don't like me, you just say that I'm hot-headed

Swear up and down, you'll be blazed in the spot, man

(Posing)

Hoping that I gon’ stop them

Stroking after their watch me

Voguing for paparazzi


[Verse 2: Wonder Brown]

I can't cast the first stone

The first day I spent from my own dome

My own stone is only meant for my own clone

Until the hour I throw it home

Sure that I'm more worthy

You heard me claiming [?] is as dirty as one of us ho-hoes

I mean, it's a no-doze

Cause these luke-warm [?] are swarming

It's simply leaving me feeling like so-so's

And so it goes, slow flows is sounding simply like those woes

And slow prose [?] suppose [?]

Okie-dokie and do-do's

Into extinction you're probably prepping for [?]

And giving us low hopes and no goals

My shoes are screaming for those souls

Cause you're [?] and don't know videos

With lies lying on low zones [?]

You should be praising all the po-po's

[?] no-no-no-no-no-no's

It's posing for no one to [?]

[?] perpetrator that poses a threat

To turn all of us toe-toes

Hey, yo, the toe grows

And it's supposed to grow until the last crow crows

'Cause we on your stone throw from the last stone throws


[Chorus: Theory Hazit]

Hoping that I gon' stop them

Stroking after they watch me

Voguing for paparazzi

You don't like me, you just say that I'm hot-headed

Swear up and down, you'll be blazed in the spot, man

(Posing)

Hoping that I gon' stop them

Stroking after they watch me

Voguing for paparazzi

Copycats, deceivers, industry leeches

False prophets and fake teachers all y'all be

(Posing)

Voguing for paparazzi

Stroking after they watch me

Hoping that I gon' stop too many rap superstars

And not enough fights

Portrayin' Lucifer and it's not enough heights

Yo, y'all

(Posing)

Voguing for paparazzi

Stroking after they watch me

Hoping that we gon' stop

We don't stop


[Outro]

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