The Commodores

[Intro] Virus [Verse 1] Your mixtape need a laugh track, I'm past that Tell your manager, take his check and go cash that He gonna need it, hope that he just save it Rainy days are coming, 'cause your gimmick is fading I picture Eden in my head and hope one day I get to visit A place with no stealing, killing, no diamonds or digits No barely swimming fishes in the creek, they don't fit in Drain the water, have a feast to me, you really just dinner All y'all pitiful, look at all y'all benefit off Of taking another style to pass as original I'm a whole different animal, I am me to a fault Showed the world my worst traits and kept the best in a vault It's like a dark obsession, with never showing my all I am the man behind the curtain making shapes on the wall What? [Bridge] I am the man behind the curtain making shapes on the wall SESH What? [Verse 2] Yeah I pulled the sword from the stone I saved the village in Rome I traveled back to 30 BB, that's way before Bones I fought off hordes of orcs, swingin', slingin' swords of force Lighting up my copper torch, it's easy like the Commodores The missing gear is I, shinin' while I wait to die They talk shit until they see me, then they can't decide They look into my eyes and see a rather awful shine They cannot quite put their finger on why I am not alright Well join the club, answer's something I would love But I don't think I'll ever get a reply like I'm signing off I'm sliding off with something fucked inside the blunt that got me Cashed every day, do not depend on me for nothing (what) (-depend on me for nothing, what)