Scene and Not Herd

[Hook] You got it from me, stop fooling [Verse 1] These fools is funny style Dummies filed in flocks copy the funky child I've done what I do since the dawn Of a different era where a biter was banned with brawn Never thought I'd spawn all these little Anacrons The big buck never should've abandoned the fawns Acting like doe's, concerned with your clothes over skill When that sick style you're sporting was stole from me Don't believe it? Check the EP's "Tight Jeans & Sneaks" was a '96 release I flossed fashions foreign to hoods to feel unique Not to fuel your femininity, you freakin' geeks Cameras arm-length on the street in a group Models posing, Myspace profile photo shoots How embarrassing! Effin' nerds Lame lambs led to slaughter with the rest of the herd [Hook] [Verse 2] Here he is, the mysterious Curious enigma nigras need to take serious Hear ye, hear ye, this is a myriad Of musings made to question exclamations of this period Clearly, it's an age where the ageless have found That the underground was hype, now the hype is underground It's sad that the dividend we used to bend the rules Became an accessible trend in the end Hipsters dressing like their Black friends to pretend They been down; they barely started coming around Moolie's meander in mandarin-colored tees Rocking shutter-blind shades on the street nigga please Get a grip! Learn about the culture Before you meddle in the scene and bring it death like Sepultura Mad at the machine with corporate sponsors on your team Your un-scene is obscene [Bridge] We stay fresh like velamints Hella bent ya'll are polluting the elements You all about the scene and being a part of the herd You ought to be seen and not heard