C-O-P-Y-C-A-T

C-O-P-Y-C-A-T

Uh

Your flow far from authentic

Mm - you're all gimmicks

Seen too many small niggas get large

Augmented

I increase and inflict scars on all nemeses

With these thoughts I'm scribbling

Shawn the mortician it is

Critical you're style's original

Nah, folk wouldn't make it to wax - you digital

Cats bite you like the shit's allowed

I sit 'em down, show 'em how to rip a crowd

And then grip a crown

King

With this hip-hop thing

You had a fling

Me? I'm like holy matrimonies and wedding rings

Married to the craft

Your catalogue I bury in a flash

Remind me of Jim Carrey in The Mask

Perpetrating and pretending to rap

That ain't being innovative, that's identity theft, n***a

Get your own

I'm sort of like Oprah

Dropping meteors on those who mediocre

C-O-P-Y-C-A-T, why are you living a lie?

Everybody wanna be somebody else

When you're doing you, you don't need nobody's help

Don't be a

C-O-P-Y-C-A-T, why are you living a lie?

Everybody wanna be somebody else

When you're doing you, you don't need nobody's help

Don't be a copycat

No, don't be a copycat

Nah, don't be a *cat noise*

Don't be a copycat

If I wasn't the letter F

I would probably be 20syl

20 years later I'd be dropping bombs still

You honestly should pay homage and chill

Or get grilled

Like a omelette trying to climb in my field

You need to enhance your IQ

To do what I do

Purchase a passport and fly where I flew

Have some self-respect

Get some self-esteem

Imagine

Dream what nobody else could dream

Impostors

Won't get a slot on my roster

Reminder: You're not him and you're not her

But that portrayal might just get you an Oscar

Tell me: are you a minister or are you a mobster?

One minute you Muslim and the next you a Rasta

One second you're Weezy and the next you're Big Poppa

Nah, don't even think of dropping a tape

These cats don't cultivate, they just copy and paste

It's like that

Roger that