[Chorus: DizzyEight]
Who do you see when you looking at me?
I'm not like you, no, no, you not like me
I think it's getting real now, and it's time we speak
Think it's time we dead this beef, I'm not you, and you're not me
I thank God, he made us different, yeah
I thank God, he made me different, yeah-yeah
That's OK, that's not no issue
I just came to close the distance
Coming to stand for something that's bigger
I can't stand for more division
I thank God, he made me
[Verse 1: DizzyEight]
Different than you, I'm not with the populous
Or the popular thought my prerogative
See the way of the world, do the opposite
Seeking wisdom, and that's word to Solomon
Tryna deal with emotions I bottle in
From all the hatred in what they been hollering
And my pain for them is empowering
Powerless, if I don't ever acknowledge it
Huh, it's really amusing
I been treated like I'm not even human
Mutilating, what you see is a Mutant
I wake up to violence, I didn't even choose it
Type of thing to make you look at a noose
Like, at any moment, I really could lose it
Pops taught me that my word is a weapon
And later I learned that this world full of shooters
Who ready to pull the trigger with a tainted perception
They speaking with no repercussion
Discussions inspire the tongue of the reckless
They don't worry 'bout who they affecting
Are you one of 'em? Check your reflection
'Cause this type of thing severs connection
Think it's time that we made a correction
Where this coming from? Is it rejection?
Man, I get it, I do, I used to be judged and hated because my complexion
The feeling reciprocated, in reality all I wanted was acceptance, and some people that I can connect with
While our differences making us better, I learned that life is about being different together, so
Who do you see when you looking at me?
I'm not like you, no, no, you not like me
I think it's getting real now, and it's time we speak
Think it's time we dead this beef, I'm not you, and you're not me
I thank God, he made us different, yeah
I thank God, he made me different, yeah-yeah
That's OK, that's not no issue
I just came to close the distance
Coming to stand for something that's bigger
I can't stand for more division
I thank God, he made me
[Verse 1: DizzyEight]
Different than you, I'm not with the populous
Or the popular thought my prerogative
See the way of the world, do the opposite
Seeking wisdom, and that's word to Solomon
Tryna deal with emotions I bottle in
From all the hatred in what they been hollering
And my pain for them is empowering
Powerless, if I don't ever acknowledge it
Huh, it's really amusing
I been treated like I'm not even human
Mutilating, what you see is a Mutant
I wake up to violence, I didn't even choose it
Type of thing to make you look at a noose
Like, at any moment, I really could lose it
Pops taught me that my word is a weapon
And later I learned that this world full of shooters
Who ready to pull the trigger with a tainted perception
They speaking with no repercussion
Discussions inspire the tongue of the reckless
They don't worry 'bout who they affecting
Are you one of 'em? Check your reflection
'Cause this type of thing severs connection
Think it's time that we made a correction
Where this coming from? Is it rejection?
Man, I get it, I do, I used to be judged and hated because my complexion
The feeling reciprocated, in reality all I wanted was acceptance, and some people that I can connect with
While our differences making us better, I learned that life is about being different together, so
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