Originality Is Dead

[Verse 1: Darriald]
I swear I'm sick of this shit, it just repeats itself
I mean should I copy someone else or should I be myself
All I see are people that mimic
They all seem timid
I mean what happened the possibilities used to be infinite
But now we all have a limit
We all run our race but some can't seem to even finish
Its like they only got a minute to show a dimwit their gimmick
And give it to you like its the only way that you can win it
Copy after copy and paste after paste
The world's starting to lose its unique taste
Its crazy how someone can lie to you, dead in the face
And show, no regrets or remorse and accept their mistakes
And now all we see are people that want to be other people
Its like a church having an inverted cross as its steeple
I know we all wanna be treated equal
But I want different characters in life's sequel

[Hook: Darriald]
I know you just heard what I said
People mocking people man originality's dead
You barely see any originals around instead
You see all these fake people originality's dead
Its like everyone tries to false flag the blue or the red
Or people using other people's ideas to get bread
Lets just hope that Hip-Hop moves ahead
What has the world come to originality's dead

[Verse 2: Darriald]
Keep it simple
Simple on this instrumental
Staying true to myself cause I know its sentimental
They say Its not copying its just fundamental
But to me they're just some dogs stuck in a kennel
Its Like a worldwide hierarchy that controls people mental
And they don't realize it until its too late ain't that coincidental
First they come to you gentle
And they get all parental
And when they're done with you they treat you like a rental
Do you get it? Do you understand
They don't need us they just wanna use us firsthand
Let us sell a couple records and leave us without a plan
We're just puppets its the extinction of man

[Hook: Darriald]
I know you just heard what I said
People mocking people man originality's dead
You barely see any originals around instead
You see all these fake people Originality's dead
Its like, everyone tries to false flag the blue or the red
Or people using other people's ideas to get bread
Lets just hope that Hip-Hop moves ahead
What has the world come to originality's dead

[Verse 3: Darriald]
Look at all these labels
To them we aren't artists all we are is a label
And all they want us to do is rap about a fable
And mold us into their image like we're made of Play-Doh
Then we sound the same like we're factory made
Compacted and laid
Packaged and weighed
Making way for new world order, but that's not how its portrayed
All the fortune and fame, all the money persuades
Humans to think that they can blow up like a grenade
But everyone's the same to them, you can be remade
Life ain't the same anymore we might as well get acquainted
Originality's rare now ain't it
Ain't it

[Hook: Darriald]
I know you just heard what I said
People mocking people man originality's dead
You barely see any originals around instead
You see all these fake people Originality's dead
Its like, everyone tries to false flag the blue or the red
Or people using other people's ideas to get bread
Lets just hope that Hip-Hop moves ahead
What has the world come to originality's dead
Did you just hear what I said
People mocking people man originality's dead
You barely see any originals around instead
You see all these fake people originality's dead
Its like, everyone tries to false flag the blue or the red
Or people using other people's ideas to get bread
Lets just hope that Hip-Hop moves ahead
What has the world come to originality's dead
Man