Things Are Just Props Songtext
von L’Orange
Things Are Just Props Songtext
That′s impossible?
How can he move?
Well what you see is what you get
Yeah, well I don't get what I see
Or stay, these things are just props
So when I bow and get off
You′re best to give me mine
You know your boy that had you free from concern
Kept you in stitches with witty lines
Got a few understudies
Me, myself and I
What you thought was ugly,
the beholder's what I must be
'cause through my pupils shit is beautiful
by God′s design, smokin′ on that
Please don't shhhh me like that place where the books be
The library, when I′m very high off this good leaf
J.I. and Perry sharing his very fiery school speech
How I want you to fire me from perspectives that you need
Never play hookie when a O.G try to school me
That's why i′m not wearing jewellery but still blinging
from the wisdom
And keeping drama at a distance, the universe
will grant your wishes
If you give it a chance, open up your arms to the sky
and just ask
Follow that up with persistence on your part
See a lot of ya'll mother fuckers
be thinking this shit is a dress rehearsal
This ain′t no mother fucking dress rehearsal
The actual show is happening now, right now
You know what i'm saying?
The audience is ready, the spotlight is on,
we about to open the curtains up
So eh, please don't miss your cue when it′s time for you
That′s too much to believe, no
The choir has my back 'cause they know
I got the spirit
Holiness and guardian angels bless me in my leisure
The audiences is all believers when they leave the theatres
Some saw the light flickering then went into
some seizures
Just ′cause they got followers don't make them all leaders
Don′t make those numbers on social media mislead ya'
It′s L apostrophe Orange and Korea
T-O-W-N, O double D
Don't fuck with me
'Cause on stage things are just props
So when I bow and get off
You′re best to give me mine, Nigga
′Cause on stage things are just props
So when I bow and get off
You're best to give me mine,
′Cause on stage things are just props
So when I bow and get off
You're best to give me mine,
How can he move?
Well what you see is what you get
Yeah, well I don't get what I see
Or stay, these things are just props
So when I bow and get off
You′re best to give me mine
You know your boy that had you free from concern
Kept you in stitches with witty lines
Got a few understudies
Me, myself and I
What you thought was ugly,
the beholder's what I must be
'cause through my pupils shit is beautiful
by God′s design, smokin′ on that
Please don't shhhh me like that place where the books be
The library, when I′m very high off this good leaf
J.I. and Perry sharing his very fiery school speech
How I want you to fire me from perspectives that you need
Never play hookie when a O.G try to school me
That's why i′m not wearing jewellery but still blinging
from the wisdom
And keeping drama at a distance, the universe
will grant your wishes
If you give it a chance, open up your arms to the sky
and just ask
Follow that up with persistence on your part
See a lot of ya'll mother fuckers
be thinking this shit is a dress rehearsal
This ain′t no mother fucking dress rehearsal
The actual show is happening now, right now
You know what i'm saying?
The audience is ready, the spotlight is on,
we about to open the curtains up
So eh, please don't miss your cue when it′s time for you
That′s too much to believe, no
The choir has my back 'cause they know
I got the spirit
Holiness and guardian angels bless me in my leisure
The audiences is all believers when they leave the theatres
Some saw the light flickering then went into
some seizures
Just ′cause they got followers don't make them all leaders
Don′t make those numbers on social media mislead ya'
It′s L apostrophe Orange and Korea
T-O-W-N, O double D
Don't fuck with me
'Cause on stage things are just props
So when I bow and get off
You′re best to give me mine, Nigga
′Cause on stage things are just props
So when I bow and get off
You're best to give me mine,
′Cause on stage things are just props
So when I bow and get off
You're best to give me mine,
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