Things Are Just Props - L'Orange, The Koreatown Oddity

That’s impossible?

How can he move?

Well, what you see is what you get

Yeah, well I don’t get what I see

On stage things are just props

So when I bow and get off

You’re best to give me mine

You know your boy that had you free from concern

Kept you in stitches with witty lines

Got a few understudies, me, myself and I

What you thought was ugly, the beholder’s what I must be

'Cause through my pupils, shit is beautiful by God’s design

Smokin' on that «Please, don’t shhhh me»

Like that place where the books be

The library, when I’m very high off this good leaf

J.I.

and Perry sharing this fire,

How I want you to film me?

From perspectives that’s unique

Never play hookie when a OG try to school me

That’s why I’m not wearin' jewelry but still blingin'

From the wisdom

And keeping drama at a distance, the universe will grant your wishes

If you give it a chance, open up your arms to the sky and just ask

Follow that up with persistence on your path

See a lot of y’all mother fuckers be thinking this shit is a dress rehearsal.

This ain’t no motherfuckin' dress rehearsal.

The actual show is happening now.

Right now.

You know what I’m saying?

The audience is ready, the spotlight is on,

we about to open the curtains up, so eh, please don’t miss your cue when it’s

time for you

That’s too much to believe, no

The choir has my back 'cause they know I got the spirit

Holiness and guardian angels bless me in my leisure

The audiences is all believers when they leave the theatres

Some saw the light flicker and then went into some seizures

Just 'cause they got followers, don’t make them all leaders

Don’t make those numbers on social media mislead ya'

It’s L apostrophe Orange and Korea

T-O-W-N, O double D

Come fuck with me, uh

'Cause on stage things are just props

So when I bow and get off

You’re best to give me mine (nigga)

'Cause on stage things are just props

So when I bow and get off

You’re best to give me mine (yeah)

'Cause on stage things are just props

So when I bow and get off

You’re best to give me mine