Songtexte EverChanging - MC Cubed

No such thing as a final form
Who would guess that tides'll form
When I was born, inside the core
Of my chest rests a heart of diamond gold
So I've been told, growing up I had a 504
So when they told me I was special
They prolly meant special ed, man, I'm for sure
Never fit in with no crowd or group
Telling myself to stay grounded true
When I walk in, people look around the room
Before they go back to staring without a clue
Ask me why my hair is doused in blue
Chasing after a mouse's food
Hoping millions at least count to two
Before I end up in a downer mood

Now here comes an incredibly stupid verse
Everybody wants to be the ruler of the universe
Everybody wants to be the man with a dozen million fans
But I don't really care about approving words
I just turn on the computer and whatever happens happens
If I'm producing or rapping or maybe voice acting
Who cares if the whole world's laughing
I don't think anybody can handle my madness
This is how I coped with sadness
Doing what you love is so relaxing
Even if everybody is going to trash it
Still in the zone, no past tense
I'm never leaving, why you asking
I propose a caption
"Some days I'm tired of rapping"

I can go beyond
And be more than what you expect from me
I'm a man of a million recipes
You can't box me in, I'm too immense for thee, especially
When you take everything into account
Never cared 'bout being the best, that's not what it's about
I do it for the love of the musical sounds
Could never be in the industry, uniqueness ain't allowed

Shameless. you would think I'm nameless or faceless
Don't be wasting time assuming anything
Especially that I'm basic
I'm not regular, I don't go with the flow
Of myself, I don't even have control