Prove Me Wrong (исполнитель: Apollo Brown & OC)
[Intro] Calm before the storm [Verse 1] From whence I came, express my pain Shapin’ mo’ my frame, I go by the name of O.My PKA when onstage plus in real life this here’s my government title Idle to many, not the [bad word] to naysayers Been a havin’ a walker since British walkers Way before Obama would start to be in office Loss of friends to jail and some dead in a coffin Way of life and music has since gone corporate Picture the days past now it’s a whole different portrait Me dumbin’ down would be a sign of weakness Throwin’ in the towel as Victor Ortiz did Protect yourselves at all times my guard’s up Keepin’ the odds even with the flow and the bars up The star child leave ‘em [bad word] Knowin’ an engine [bad word] on its own without spark plugs [Hook] If you could read my thoughts what you’d discover is mind-blowing Even when I’m asleep, my mind going My subconscious stay alert Revealing the questions to answers Otherwise that don’t know What being known for others to be more in slow-mo' See deception and [bad word] be told Yeah, set in my ways ‘till you prove me wrong [Verse 2] Uh, Sub-par ain’t part of my report though Blood gods are fiendin’ for a taste of my law For O.C. addicts, sorry for the wait Tie off your arms, here’s another dose, a few years withdrawal Been a bit too long, I know Vent, talk [bad word] let it out, exhale Time to let it go From a league of extraordinary men So what’s expected is nothing below perfection Never lost that connection When in doubt, life’s about chances Wilted trees only grow new branches Words paint a canvas within, around my questions and answers Mistake of a panther, lurkin’, I know the game’s hurtin’ One thing’s for certain When it’s all said and done, who supplies the best service Take a look around, who’s well-worth the purchase Y’all fooled by these aliens Phenom as an earthling [Hook] [Verse 3] Yo, there’s nothing but wealth in my soul So the slogan, “Men lie, numbers don’t” Read between the quotes or cop-out In the gettin’ songs knocked out Soon to hit the road and rock out In pre-recordin’ I can fix my mistakes But it’s another level in the flesh live, onstage Big acts backed by majors Sign the dotted line, 360 like they doin’ us a favor Fake [bad word] bosses talkin’ balderdash with fake designer garments Glass in they crosses, balloonin’ they profits You niggas need stop it How far do the lies go before you expose saints [bad word] ain’t a man’s down-fall no mo’ New things, stretch a lie as far is it could go Product placement, live [bad word] is way down in the basement Crime, tour, promote murder, catch a Cajun [Hook]