You can hear my echo,
Even if I don’t speak.
I can blind you from the perfection,
Of my curves and physique.
Please don’t hate on me,
Because you can’t get on your feet.
I’m sure that if we went head to head,
You would unable to compete.
You see…
I don’t try to be vicious.
It’s just natural.
I don’t try to be malicious.
It’s just natural.
I got enemies and haters,
It’s just natural.
I’ve had my share of traitors,
It’s just natural.
At times, I try to hide,
The type of person I am.
Yet, there are even times,
Oscar steps out of his can.
Some just brush me off,
I guess they don’t understand.
They don’t know what it’s like,
To feel the back of my hand.
But….
*repeat second verse*
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