The Fat Lady - Prop Dylan

They say that I’m a dreamer

But underneath is more than meets the eye

Like Da Vinci’s imagery of Mona Lisa

Am I a leader?

A follower?

Nah, I’m neither

Just keep my foot in front of the swoosh on my Nike sneaker

Look, I’ve found my diamond in the rough

Then I’ma keep on live by it, till the doctors pull the plug on me

Guess I made it as a self-educated connoisseur

Dedicated till I’m faded in a silent storm

Not true to form like loose fitted jeans

To get the green and live the dream like kings and queens

And in between spit the fire emojis

While rap fiends get it lifted high like a trophy

I’m solely focused, droppin shit like a flock of pigeons

The fog clears but the plot, it thickens

Tryna make an honest livin with the job I’m given

While the clock is tickin, heyo still no competition

So when the fat lady sings, she better sing about me

I’ve done this long enough to not be livin my dream

When she enter that stage she better sing it with soul

Let it be a magic moment, let the good times roll

So when the fat lady sings, she better sing about me

I’ve done this long enough to not be livin my dream

When she enter that stage she better sing it with soul

Let it be a magic moment, let the good times — good times roll

Now what I come from is humble beginnings

So from the jump, I was told that it’s one in a million that make it

But I never let it tunnel my vision

So not to wonder I’m chillin here with a comfortable feeling, I made it

And that is something nobody can ever take from me

See I’m close to my roots, just like a baby tree

Guess I’m known to be true since 1983

I just wanna live this life in 1080p

It’s so great to see I’m in it to run it

Yeah I used to wanna live it, now I live and love it

High ambitions on this limited budgets

And no media coverage

Makes them sick to the stomach

Just like a chicken McNugget

I spit an origami while these other rappers foldin paper planes

Playin games and their fuckin nose is snotty

My shit is poison ivy

Until the day I check out and leave the key to the suite up in the hotel lobby

When the fat lady sings, she better sing about me

I’ve done this long enough to not be livin my dream

When she enter that stage she better sing it with soul

Let it be a magic moment, let the good times roll

So when the fat lady sings, she better sing about me

I’ve done this long enough to not be livin my dream

When she enter that stage she better sing it with soul

Let it be a magic moment, let the good times roll

Uh, I remember when it all was so simple

Lookin back at the problems that I’ve had and that I’ve been through

It’s always monetary, the try to dry the levy while I try to fill it up

Now it’s on a stick in mud

Now fill a cup for mister 'half glass full'

Even the hunter’s afraid of the big bad wolf

Uh, they roam in sheep’s clothin, hopin that my feet’ll slip

And dip like Dorito chips when I show a weak moment

I’m free spoken, get off my penis tip and eat a dick

Only followers in need of leadership

I’ve built a castle outta sand with my own hands

So it’s hard when there is conceited kids you’re dealin with

You see, I work for mine’s and never handed nothin

I’m from the workin class, I guess I had it coming

When I’m willing to get my fingers dirty and expect the people to do the same

but they’d rather hit the panic button

When the fat lady sings, she better sing about me

I’ve done this long enough to not be livin my dream

When she enter that stage she better sing it with soul

Let it be a magic moment, let the good times roll

So when the fat lady sings, she better sing about me

I’ve done this long enough to not be livin my dream

When she enter that stage she better sing it with soul

Let it be a magic moment, let the good times roll