Fakin' the Funk Lyrics

I don't need melanin, I'm bringing hell and in a minute

When I'm with it, bout to get it, set it, then I'll bring it again

I ain't kidding if you sitting get the fuck up

I see you hidden at the back of the bar, yo what's up?

Put your drinks in the air if you can hear what I'm kicking in your ear

Loud and clear check the frequency

I'm pounding the ground with the sound I found

Keeping it loud, keep him around, cause Jose he can see

Live in the spot hot like the son of my father

Bother to keep a buck, what you got? Cause I need another

Brother can you spare a dime? I be spending all my time

Even though I'm doing fine, is anybody doing fine?

Can't afford the words to rhyme, keep it on a steady grind

Underground cause it's mine, watch me like a diamond shine

Blinding cause I'm shining bright, lighting up the darkest night

Overcoming fight or flight but maybe I don't feel alright

They can't stop faking the funk, some people don't change

They shit outta luck anything for a buck, stuck living that way

But who am I to talk, had to hit the bottom before I picked myself up

But I picked myself up and I'm not done trying cause enough is enough

Look at my eyes, been awake for days

Just sitting in the corner staring at the blank page

With a pen in my hand but no plan that I made

As I sit and reminisce about the good old days

I laid them to waste, stick up bout to pick up the pace

Turning a phrase, turning like the Earth for a day

Another one around the sun but we continue to waste

Precious gift that we've been given on this planet that we're living

Can no longer be forgiven, now we're trying to ruin space? That's a Disgrace

They can't stop faking the funk, some people don't change

They shit outta luck anything for a buck, stuck living that way

But who am I to talk, had to hit the bottom before I picked myself up

But I picked myself up and I'm not done trying cause enough is enough

Does anybody know what's going on anymore?

I been outside for too long, now I'm banging at the door

Hanging from the floor, hanging from every word that you sow

If you build it they will come, but they still won't come to your show

I don't know man, I'm not trying too hard

Either you like me or you don't, but I won't be feeling scarred

People need to stop caring bout what other people think

Nobody cares about anything anymore anyway

Any day, maybe see the folie of our ways, but I doubt

Nobody even thinking about it, we just screaming to the void

"Stop yelling man I'm annoyed"

It's the middle of the afternoon, ya mad about the noise?

"Yup"

Fucking people man, only give a damn about themselves

Why don't you shut your fucking mouth, it's you I'm talking about

There's cameras everywhere or I'd handle it myself

Ok calm down, cause I'm not feeling alright