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Things Are Just Props

L'Orange, Koreatown Oddity
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That's impossible? How can he move? Well what you see is what you get Yeah, well I don't get what I see Or stay, these things are just props So when I bow and get off You're best to give me mine You know your boy that had you free from concern Kept you in stitches with witty lines Got a few understudies Me, myself and I What you thought was ugly, the beholder's what I must be 'cause through my pupils shit is beautiful by God's design, smokin' on that Please don't shhhh me like that place where the books be The library, when I'm very high off this good leaf J.I. and Perry sharing his very fiery school speech How I want you to fire me from perspectives that you need Never play hookie when a O.G try to school me That's why i'm not wearing jewellery but still blinging from the wisdom And keeping drama at a distance, the universe will grant your wishes If you give it a chance, open up your arms to the sky and just ask Follow that up with persistence on your part See a lot of ya'll mother fuckers be thinking this shit is a dress rehearsal This ain't no mother fucking dress rehearsal The actual show is happening now, right now You know what i'm saying? The audience is ready, the spotlight is on, we about to open the curtains up So eh, please don't miss your cue when it's time for you That's too much to believe, no The choir has my back 'cause they know I got the spirit Holiness and guardian angels bless me in my leisure The audiences is all believers when they leave the theatres Some saw the light flickering then went into some seizures Just 'cause they got followers don't make them all leaders Don't make those numbers on social media mislead ya' It's L apostrophe Orange and Korea T-O-W-N, O double D Don't fuck with me 'Cause on stage things are just props So when I bow and get off You're best to give me mine, Nigga 'Cause on stage things are just props So when I bow and get off You're best to give me mine, 'Cause on stage things are just props So when I bow and get off You're best to give me mine,