Imposter, inspect, I got too much in my chest I don't want all your gadgets, all I want is your respect Imposter, inspect I got too much on my plate I don't want all your gadgets, all I want is your respect Try me, try to buy me, your technology illogic I want a new start, do something smart with my art My only motivation is to write with the right emotion I don't care about nothing else but music going on
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Sometimes I wish I could be who I want to be And not who they want me to be Just make it all easy, hey yo I got to get away, oh But I don't give a fuck about what you think of me, oh Try me, confuse me, allude me with your fake ways We both know who you really are Impostor, you are not a star My only motivation is to write with the right emotion I don't care about nothing else but music going on, yo
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