Still Think Different ft. Peter Lee Johnson (Acoustic)-Bop Alloy

Some live in the moment or whatever When I rhyme I strive to make these moments live forever If you really want something timeless Then you come and find us Otherwise you're looking for minute made rhymers Don't holla at your boy if you see what I'm saying You'd realize that you're really speaking to a man ‘Cause we are not the same, I'm not childish I'm here to make music, y'all rather be stylish I'm a hip-hop artist, you're a stylist When I rhyme I choose to use my 3rd iris All you fools use is jewels and pure violence Tell'em spit the truth to youth they choose silence You're so dead wrong and I live right Y'all keep us in the dark but I give light But this might prove to be useful And help a little youngin' do whatever they choose to One love to all my real listeners I do what I feel and I still think different Don't be fool by the cool, don't bend to the trends Just stay true to you ‘til the end my friends REPEAT choose the road less taken Or where your soul is could be a whole left vacant I make music to feel the void Some miss the point and tell me kill the noise But I'm here to spread love you want to steal my joy You known to fake moves, I'm the real McCoy You still a toy, I'm a writer of rhymes Plus an innovator, others bite the design You mimic what you see but I act like me I'm proud pop, you're an absentee Y'all the same folks that used to laugh at me Now you wishing you were down with the faculty We don't make excuses, we're making movements The music made you but I make the music Some think I'm foolish ‘cause I chase my dreams but I got to It would only be foolish not to don't front I just walk a lot While you bamas like to stunt, plus you talk a lot I'm here to change the world, you let the world change you I can do anything you dwell on what you can't do And I hear hater yap but you take it as fact I refuse to be defined by a lame like that I'm nobody's flunky, I'm a grown man No jewelry that's chunky, rather own land Can't succeed if you have no plan Kinda like having a beach with no sad I'm sure you remain uncertain While you stunt all day I'm workin' You represent nonsense I'm all about progress Funny how they act like it's bad to be conscious Stop it How can you sleep in these times I open minds and eyes to the beat with these rhymes ya'know HOOK