1984

[Verse 1: Tragic Hero]
I'm the ghost of Emmanuel Goldstein
Blow steam with my whole face on the full screen
They can't sleep on me so they don't dream
Won't let 'em, got my own team and we se 'em or met 'em
Heard I'm one of the best with the skills i possess
I want checks i ain't trying to end up in the bed with a record exec
A leash on my neck so instead i get bread but i take crumbs
Dumb it down but i ain't dumb
Run around stage but i say something
What do they want? from day one i'ma ape with an apron
A napalm in my hands you ain't gotta chance
Do you feel well? Here's a mic, here's the lights, here's the crowds, say it loud, say it proud with a smile
Always be ready to agree to appease white teens. No not me
Yes yes y'all, what I gotta do to impress y'all?
Put a dollar menu on a five-star restaurant?
Upper echelon, rap like I want it
Blew up on that gas I'm passing a hundred
Every verse is an outburst
Every noun's in from the outskirts I command crowds
And the vows that I came with
Vows in my language
Never bow down with thousands of angels
You ain't gotta lie, you ain't top five long as I'm alive or dead
Guess a period rests see from a pen war-drawn chariots
Tell me I'm delirious (tragic you crazy)
Trap rap is a rat trap for the cheese
Rather bring similes back to their knees
They last skills so they gotta hide behind a beat and a backpack?
No not me, no not me

[Chorus: Tragic Hero]
What you gonna do when it's all gone?
They ain't think about you or your song
What you gonna do when you're not on?
Lights off, the hype's gone
What you gonna do when you wake up ten years from now and it don't last?
With some old makeup and cold cash
Are they gonna laugh? Are they gonna say:
"DJ, run that back. DJ, run that back"?
"DJ, run that back. DJ, run that back"?
"DJ, run that back. DJ, run that back"?
"DJ, run that back. DJ, run that back"?

[Verse 2: Dre Murray]
Not top five cause I'm sitting at top two
Cause Dre in 2012, yeah he's sitting on top too
At the altar thanking God that I'm not you
Wondering when you hit the crowd can they spot you
Cause the weight sitting on your chest is a lot dude
They screaming "you hot dude" remember you're not you, you're him
They line up ten rappers and you're them
The chance that you're after is too slim (Shady)
This game is Marshall, and you're Kim
Screaming from the bottom of the trunk (aah)
The spark that you once had is now dead
Bruh you been training for a month!
Man them weeks fly by, especially when you fly by night
Boy I fly by day. Got wings stay safe. Why you fly by kite huh?
Similar to the dudder man, hit 'em with the stutter man
(du-du-du don't try it)
You been waiting for the other man, sitting like "bruh" man
Why even buy it?
Don't they know it's a trap, don't they know it ain't real?
Why you giving me dap? No, I don't wanna bail
I should send you a bill for wasting my time
Instead I just send you this message in lyrics, won't cost you a dime
Yeah yeah you know the drill (you know)
Yeah yeah you know the signs (you know)
They say yield, stop. Don't pass go homie don't even rhyme

[Chorus: Dre Murray & Tragic Hero]
What you gonna do when it's all gone?
They ain't think about you or your song
What you gonna do when you're not on?
Lights off, the hype's gone
What you gonna do when you wake up ten years from now and it don't last?
With some old makeup and cold cash
Are they gonna laugh? Are they gonna say:
"DJ, run that back. DJ, run that back" ?
"DJ, run that back. DJ, run that back" ?
"DJ, run that back. DJ, run that back" ?
"DJ, run that back. DJ, run that back" ?

[Outro: Tragic Hero]
All gone. You're song
All gone. Wake up
DJ, run that back. DJ, run that back
DJ, run that back. DJ, run that back
DJ, run that back. DJ, run that back
DJ, run that back. DJ, run that back