Book Covers

[Hook: Nick Hakim] x2 Don't judge a book by its cover if you don't even read There's no shame in saying that you're not up to speed No you're just scared Yeah you're just scared [Verse 1: Oddisee] I got a real bad habit I think I know everything 'fore it happens Few times I was right, didn't help And it only made a know-it-all know without askin' To the point if I didn't know the answer I would make it up like the meaning of a canvas Another sudo-intellect with a guess and I'll go off on a rant If you say I ain't correct But that got real old real fast I think I had a fear about bein' on the outside Or the in while everybody out I just wanna be the first yellin' out, "It's about time" I don't have a clue what I'm doin' most times when I wake up in the mornin' Being fake in the mix? Nah I'd just rather be a real not knowin' [Hook] [Verse 2: Oddisee] I was out at an event one time Tryna meet people and such NY stuff where people think you're cool Cause your crew seen skippin' a line Once I gott inside I was chillin' out Tryna feel the vibe, tryna feel it out Feelin' out a place with a look up on my face Like I wasn't really feelin' it much And here she come Lookin' like she run a blog about hair Let me guess: you don't eat meat, do yoga every week And you only hang out here I'll digress, I was far from right She was far from dim, we were so alike There was no pretend, could've lost a gem Next chapter, begin [Hook] x2 [Verse 3: Oddisee] You know my color, yes But underneath remains covered, you ain't discovered yet Judge me on the surface and publish me as another threat I'm far from it, got more in common than you would guess Have a discussion, stop your assumptions you know me best It's hard to read anybody but if you never try How can you say you better without the measure to sympathize? The internet, has exposed us but we all in disguise Maybe camouflaged to protect us as we begin to brag And this is why I'm freakishly in control of my enterprise They'd rather spread a lie than sell the truth to get televised May not have a clue, but that don't stop their detective eyes I tell these guys: You don't know me, you don't know me at all Does bein' cool with my homie make you cool with me? Nah I got layers to my person and the first one is thin And you've never met the person within, it's far deeper than skin