Artist: Declaime Album: Self Study Song: Coonspiracy Typed by: OHHLA Webmaster DJ Flash [Intro: Declaime] Y'all some, haters! Yes you are [Chorus 2X: Declaime] Why dem wanna hate on me? When I'm only tryin to set these suckers free Make these blind coons see that fantasy is no longer reality [Declaime] Man, only if y'all dudes truly knew me Broke bread or toasted with the homey, the one and only emcee who truly cares how this funk plays out on your ears While the world is watchin, I smash through all your worldly functions SomaOthaShip Connections Connections, directions, produce new destinations Remarkable creations Through sight and sound, that's how we get down D and Ms. One, that's how SHE gets down I freak this funk, never let the funk freak me I see you chumps hidin, hatin on the D-E-C L-A-I-M-E Even with the eyes of Hieru, cain't none of y'all suckers see me See I know, fake snakes come a dime a dozen Just ask my cousin Joe Fronts the soul, yeah he knows [Chorus] [Declaime] Reality... only lame ducks hate on the D And all them real humans can come follow me, like Twitter Never been a quitter, real rhyme spitter Never back down, hold my own ground against all opposing foes, for this ain't friendly fire This that real black, pickin afros 'Bout to take you higher like dummies sniffin coke up they nose, y'alls funny Like so-called pimps and they sleepwalkin hoes Get that money is all a brother knows Fast cars, and expensive clothes All slingin rock on the block prayin not to get caught Whoa! Hold your horses And act like your momma taught you or brought you up better Never half-ass, be a go-getter, trendsetter But before you master your art, master your heart Only then you can become a true emcee like me At least that's how I feel Cause I keep my lyrics way way too real And from now until this, planet stands still I will, smash all fakes and phonies 'til all y'all know me, and shout out my name DECLAIME~! [Chorus] - 1/2 [Declaime] And oh, I'm so blessed to be here, each year I let y'all know how much, every beat I touch It's magic, and words sleepin men can't comprehend Bendin space and time from within Each track a classic, my Ship rolls deep so if you're ready get in But only if you're ready, to open up your mindstate If not - I hope you're ready to swim I got them pirahnas on ya, tearin deep into your skin We ain't in this to lose, we in this to win Mass amounts of melanin and, can true change begin And now I got my second wind - ha~! I hope that y'all, can comprehend Thanks to the ancients, for bringin me within reach, of this original old school boom bap Feel dap, all over this map [Chorus] - 1/2 [new Chorus] Why dem tryin to hate on me? (I dunno) When I'm tryin to help these suckers be free Make you fake coons see that fantasy is no longer reality, reality