Mistaken D.Cure (Ft. Tyson James)

[ Verse 1: D.Cure ]

I’m wide awake kicking it while you hibernate
You want me to change for you but then you’re picking apart how I was raised
Slipping in with a “by the way I’m a they” changing up like night and day
I’m nice to your face even though you tell me I am fake
What? Cause I am straight? What? Cause I am saved
You’re mad at white people I guess I’m my entire race
People blinded by the lies placed right in their face
With an old pencil for mistakes they’ve been trying to erase
I guess maybe you want to repeat em you let them in then you will never defeat em
The wickedness isn’t it part of the reason you harbor so hard to get far and you leave em
High and dry, do with a blind eye
Times zooming it’s flying by, look at Zumbi from Zion I
Lucrative or die trying, Luke 18 in my mind
With the A Team of rhyme, no debating I’m fine
Motivating you to find what you believe by speaking mine
Even if it means you heed, that’s not how I’ll be defined (yo)

[ Hook: D.Cure ]

They keeping telling me I’m not the same (not the same)
And that something is wrong with my brain (my brain)
If you think that I am gonna change
Lemme tell you… you… got… something coming