Elitist

Most of y'all ain't gone like what I gotta say

I'll let you know the truth, 'cause it's true either way

Whether like it or not, you'll for sure appreciate

So I'll separate all the real from the fake

So let me give you somethin' y'all relate to

Why can't metal and hardcore acts breakthrough?

You see the charts and you wonder why it ain't you?

Like these other fools are doing what you can't do?

'Cause I look around the game

Most of y'all fools look, act, and sound the same

The gimmick act surrounds the lames

Labels, artists, and fans; all you clowns insane

'Cause y'all point the finger at each other, the truth is, y'all can equally blame one another

Don't act like it's so hard to see

There's something on my mind, don't lie to me this time

I don't want to be like the next man

And we don't want to be like the next band

I understand that what I do's an acquired taste

But that don't mean that y'all gotta hate! Let me be great

Hol up bro

Now I'm a fan like y'all

So understand what I'm sayin' 'cause I'm speaking from experience

I understand you got your favorite bands

But when you hate, you're bringing all of us down, My brothaman

But it seems y'all fools don't care

All this hatin' stuff is sure to get is nowhere

Don't act like it's so hard to see

There's something on my mind, don't lie to me this time

Follow what you're preaching and put down your front

No need to sell a soul

This is getting old

You're not supposed to be a copout so let's be forreal

I probably confused some of you

So let me break it down a ton or two, I' blunt but I'm honest too

It's 3 components to this: The Fans, The Labels, The Artist

And they're about equally all apart it

Let's start with the latter, the artist

Need to give up the gimmick, putting way too much emphasis on image

Admit it, you're real corny

Your lyrics ain't even remotely reflecting your appearance or the life you're living

And yea, he hate this, let me relay this

It's several other markets besides those teenage chicks

And the labels are to blame too

'Cause y'all keep signing the same fools, same coons putting out the same tunes

Last but not least: The Fans should know this

Should notice, quick, y'all control this

Tip: Most artist ain't rich so buy some merch, and rock a shirt

And jam that loud music 'til it hurt

I want to see us come together as a whole and be in that mosh put 'til we 60 years old

I want to see all ethicities

Black, white, Asian, Hispanic; don't matter to me

So comprehend that

It's a quick fix, get this in tact

Need to get it together, this is whack

Whine, but you can't dismiss this fact