Who am I really
What does that mean
Is this reality
Or is life just a dream
We stay on that real shit
Not living on screens
We fighting off hate
We tryna be great
We can do anything
We could do anything
We could do anything
We could do anything
We can do anything
But who am I really
What does that mean
Is this reality
Or is life just a dream
We stay on that real shit
You know what that means
We fighting off hate
We tryna be great
We could do anything
I got infinite potential
Especially with just a pencil
Add an instrumental it gets detrimental
I aim shots right at they temple
Cause I'm a boulder, you a pebble
The water ripples, never settles
Raise my mental, leave em falling down like flower petals
So coincidental
Most people would rather discuss being great, over going and doing it
F*ck that shit, you got a dream and a goal never cease in pursuing it
The doubt and the fear disappear in the moment, don't let yourself ruin it
We can do anything that we want
It does not matter who it is
Take me as a sample
I am the perfect example
My spoon was made out of wood
But I had some silver up in the handle
Tried to leave it on the mantle
Next to Momma's favorite candle
Show up strictly as a vandal
Put on some Jordans, and feel self-important, but f*ck, now all I can afford are these sandals
Even Jesus Christ need advice
Even the Buddha had a tutor
I'm so cold I could freeze the ice
Popping off just like the shooters
Rest in peace to Martin Luther
Bless to all the great kings
My brain is feeling like it's a computer, but I am not interfacing.
Who am I really
What does that mean
Is this reality
Or is life just a dream
We stay on that real shit
Not living on screens
We fighting off hate
We tryna be great
We can do anything
We could do anything
We could do anything
We could do anything
We can do anything
But who am I really
What does that mean
Is this reality
Or is life just a dream
We stay on that real shit
You know what that means
We fighting off hate
We tryna be great
We could do anything
Traded in my spaceship for a Lambo
Pulling out them keys, like a piano
Now there ain't nowhere I can't go
Trust me, I got ammo in my words, but I ain't shooting wearing camo
I go Rambo
Bring that bayonet to lay a set
So pay respect
I may be next
So baby yes I'll take ya bet, for crazy sex and maybe chess, exchanged for press
I bang my chest as they neglect how dangerous it is protecting just they neck
I stick my blade up in they chest, so they could rest
There ain't no way to stress the crucial need to stay in check
My name is Dru C, and I came to be the best
Are we impressed
Or should I maybe flex
Spit it like I ain't ever did it
My flow acidic
Keep it ripping like the tide in the Pacific
And yeah, I guess I admit it
My biggest critic is me
I can't forget it
I ain't rapping
I'm spitting out hieroglyphics
Get it
Lately I been feeling righteous
Honestly, I think I might just
Pop a pill and snort some white dust
As I fall into crisis
I'm gone
Who am I really
What does that mean
Is this reality
Or is life just a dream
We stay on that real shit
Not living on screens
We fighting off hate
We tryna be great
We can do anything
We could do anything
We could do anything
We could do anything
We can do anything
But who am I really
What does that mean
Is this reality
Or is life just a dream
We stay on that real shit
You know what that means
We fighting off hate
We tryna be great
We could do anything
Dru C - 3. Identity Crisis Lyrics
Dru C - 3. Identity Crisis Lyrics
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Who am I really
What does that mean
Is this reality
Or is life just a dream
We stay on that real shit
Not living on screens
We fighting off hate
We tryna be great
We can do anything
We could do anything
We could do anything
We could do anything
We can do anything
But who am I really
What does that mean
Is this reality
Or is life just a dream
We stay on that real shit
You know what that means
We fighting off hate
We tryna be great
We could do anything
I got infinite potential
Especially with just a pencil
Add an instrumental it gets detrimental
I aim shots right at they temple
Cause I'm a boulder, you a pebble
The water ripples, never settles
Raise my mental, leave em falling down like flower petals
So coincidental
Most people would rather discuss being great, over going and doing it
F*ck that shit, you got a dream and a goal never cease in pursuing it
The doubt and the fear disappear in the moment, don't let yourself ruin it
We can do anything that we want
It does not matter who it is
Take me as a sample
I am the perfect example
My spoon was made out of wood
But I had some silver up in the handle
Tried to leave it on the mantle
Next to Momma's favorite candle
Show up strictly as a vandal
Put on some Jordans, and feel self-important, but f*ck, now all I can afford are these sandals
Even Jesus Christ need advice
Even the Buddha had a tutor
I'm so cold I could freeze the ice
Popping off just like the shooters
Rest in peace to Martin Luther
Bless to all the great kings
My brain is feeling like it's a computer, but I am not interfacing.
Who am I really
What does that mean
Is this reality
Or is life just a dream
We stay on that real shit
Not living on screens
We fighting off hate
We tryna be great
We can do anything
We could do anything
We could do anything
We could do anything
We can do anything
But who am I really
What does that mean
Is this reality
Or is life just a dream
We stay on that real shit
You know what that means
We fighting off hate
We tryna be great
We could do anything
Traded in my spaceship for a Lambo
Pulling out them keys, like a piano
Now there ain't nowhere I can't go
Trust me, I got ammo in my words, but I ain't shooting wearing camo
I go Rambo
Bring that bayonet to lay a set
So pay respect
I may be next
So baby yes I'll take ya bet, for crazy sex and maybe chess, exchanged for press
I bang my chest as they neglect how dangerous it is protecting just they neck
I stick my blade up in they chest, so they could rest
There ain't no way to stress the crucial need to stay in check
My name is Dru C, and I came to be the best
Are we impressed
Or should I maybe flex
Spit it like I ain't ever did it
My flow acidic
Keep it ripping like the tide in the Pacific
And yeah, I guess I admit it
My biggest critic is me
I can't forget it
I ain't rapping
I'm spitting out hieroglyphics
Get it
Lately I been feeling righteous
Honestly, I think I might just
Pop a pill and snort some white dust
As I fall into crisis
I'm gone
Who am I really
What does that mean
Is this reality
Or is life just a dream
We stay on that real shit
Not living on screens
We fighting off hate
We tryna be great
We can do anything
We could do anything
We could do anything
We could do anything
We can do anything
But who am I really
What does that mean
Is this reality
Or is life just a dream
We stay on that real shit
You know what that means
We fighting off hate
We tryna be great
We could do anything
What does that mean
Is this reality
Or is life just a dream
We stay on that real shit
Not living on screens
We fighting off hate
We tryna be great
We can do anything
We could do anything
We could do anything
We could do anything
We can do anything
But who am I really
What does that mean
Is this reality
Or is life just a dream
We stay on that real shit
You know what that means
We fighting off hate
We tryna be great
We could do anything
I got infinite potential
Especially with just a pencil
Add an instrumental it gets detrimental
I aim shots right at they temple
Cause I'm a boulder, you a pebble
The water ripples, never settles
Raise my mental, leave em falling down like flower petals
So coincidental
Most people would rather discuss being great, over going and doing it
F*ck that shit, you got a dream and a goal never cease in pursuing it
The doubt and the fear disappear in the moment, don't let yourself ruin it
We can do anything that we want
It does not matter who it is
Take me as a sample
I am the perfect example
My spoon was made out of wood
But I had some silver up in the handle
Tried to leave it on the mantle
Next to Momma's favorite candle
Show up strictly as a vandal
Put on some Jordans, and feel self-important, but f*ck, now all I can afford are these sandals
Even Jesus Christ need advice
Even the Buddha had a tutor
I'm so cold I could freeze the ice
Popping off just like the shooters
Rest in peace to Martin Luther
Bless to all the great kings
My brain is feeling like it's a computer, but I am not interfacing.
Who am I really
What does that mean
Is this reality
Or is life just a dream
We stay on that real shit
Not living on screens
We fighting off hate
We tryna be great
We can do anything
We could do anything
We could do anything
We could do anything
We can do anything
But who am I really
What does that mean
Is this reality
Or is life just a dream
We stay on that real shit
You know what that means
We fighting off hate
We tryna be great
We could do anything
Traded in my spaceship for a Lambo
Pulling out them keys, like a piano
Now there ain't nowhere I can't go
Trust me, I got ammo in my words, but I ain't shooting wearing camo
I go Rambo
Bring that bayonet to lay a set
So pay respect
I may be next
So baby yes I'll take ya bet, for crazy sex and maybe chess, exchanged for press
I bang my chest as they neglect how dangerous it is protecting just they neck
I stick my blade up in they chest, so they could rest
There ain't no way to stress the crucial need to stay in check
My name is Dru C, and I came to be the best
Are we impressed
Or should I maybe flex
Spit it like I ain't ever did it
My flow acidic
Keep it ripping like the tide in the Pacific
And yeah, I guess I admit it
My biggest critic is me
I can't forget it
I ain't rapping
I'm spitting out hieroglyphics
Get it
Lately I been feeling righteous
Honestly, I think I might just
Pop a pill and snort some white dust
As I fall into crisis
I'm gone
Who am I really
What does that mean
Is this reality
Or is life just a dream
We stay on that real shit
Not living on screens
We fighting off hate
We tryna be great
We can do anything
We could do anything
We could do anything
We could do anything
We can do anything
But who am I really
What does that mean
Is this reality
Or is life just a dream
We stay on that real shit
You know what that means
We fighting off hate
We tryna be great
We could do anything
Writer: David Clement
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