Hook:
I just choose to be different
Everybody raps but I prove that I’m gifted
What you think? I’m confused by the rhythm?
Tryna say I ain’t in tune, homie listen

I just choose to be different
Everybody raps but I prove that I’m gifted
What you think? I’m confused by the rhythm?
Tryna say I ain’t in tune, homie listen

Verse 1:
Yeah homie I can do that
Chop the flow up even chop and screw that
I produce tracks so I can autotune that
But I prefer to talk-box so I don’t do that
See there’s a difference between being out of touch
And tryna innovate like me without a crutch
I gotta hunch haters’ll say that I’m tryna lunch
And tell their girlfriend this is how the album was
Nuts, this a record just to prove a point
And show that I can rap to any kind of music, boy
I choose the soul ‘cause to me that’s what’s beautiful
Plus a rap in 6:8 ain’t what’s usual
Yo, this ain’t Jeezy, Weezy or Yeezy
But O-H-E-N-E be a beast see it’s easy
I ignore the radio and choose tracks
‘cause they use that, but I can do that
Hook:
I just choose to be different
Everybody raps but I prove that I’m gifted
What you think? I’m confused by the rhythm?
Tryna say I ain’t in tune, homie listen

I just choose to be different
Everybody raps but I prove that I’m gifted
What you think? I’m confused by the rhythm?
Tryna say I ain’t in tune, homie listen

Verse 2:
After this I don’t wanna hear your damn mouths
No excuse no more and no you can’t doubt
This stands out from my analog catalog
You know the ones that you love but you haven’t bought
Back and forth arguin’ on a message board
Tryna up it for suckers that ain’t checkin’ for it
Who couldn’t tell a Van Gogh from a Polaroid
Them n*ggas’ll diss Coltrane for (*record scratching*)
Ain’t sayin’ names ‘cause I don’t immortalize dudes
‘cause they’ll be listening to me when they forgot you
Don’t say I’m hatin’ ‘cause to hate implies I admire
But why would I admire knowing all that I’ve acquired?
I am fire in the lab and with the pen and pad
You gettin’ cash when you die can’t get in a Jag
Or a Bentley so if you’re an emcee
Emcee, avoid the trends, see?
Hook:
I just choose to be different
Everybody raps but I prove that I’m gifted
What you think? I’m confused by the rhythm?
Tryna say I ain’t in tune, homie listen

I just choose to be different
Everybody raps but I prove that I’m gifted
What you think? I’m confused by the rhythm?
Tryna say I ain’t in tune, homie listen

Verse 3:
Yeah, you gettin’ hoes, we havin’ orgies
I’m ‘bout to shoot the engineer after he records me
And even though it’s evident, this could be the evidence
I might do it now and not wait ’til the record ends
Now don’t that sound dumb to you?
What idiot makes a song ‘bout what he’s gonna do?
With cops on his case all the time they complain
The IRS be out in the crowd, make it rain
I’m gettin’ too deep so back with the 2D
Images of booty and how I’m gettin’ groupies
Models shaped like bottles and all the cliches
Soul Model, we paid, everybody sing, “Ay” (*echoes*)

Now here’s the part where I try to front like
I have something to say but really I just ran out of lyrics
So I’m waitin’ for the chorus and I’m tryna stall
So I gotta talk about how you haters was hatin’
Though anyway check it out…
Hook:
I just choose to be different
Everybody raps but I prove that I’m gifted
What you think? I’m confused by the rhythm?
Tryna say I ain’t in tune, homie listen

I just choose to be different
Everybody raps but I prove that I’m gifted
What you think? I’m confused by the rhythm?
Tryna say I ain’t in tune, homie listen