Just an Amateur - Carbon Lyrics

You're inspired, like Thief to Dishonored
Expect your inspiration goes a bit farther
You didn't even walk the line, didn't totter
What came of it isn't good, it's squandered
Would it kill you to have some originality?
You're a full-on copy, not even partially
There is no way we can live in harmony
You cannot impede, I have a monopoly
Bitch, you're a copy, you're carbon
I took your confidence, it's gone man
Bitch, you're a copy, you're carbon
You need originality, unlike Dhar Mann
Oh, I'm overreacting? I beg your pardon.
You're the one cutting into my margins
You're like the shows imitating MacFarlane
Imma poke holes in you, like a condom
You're inspired, MK to Killer Instinct
Except your potential already hit the ceiling
And unlike them, you won't make a killing
Since fake confidence is all that you're shilling
Your imitation isn't even that appealing
It's masking your insecurities, it's shielding
My truths are fatal, they're my weapon
During my fatality, that's what I'm wielding
You're inspired, Metroid to Hollow Knight
Like Batman, I'll fight you like an Arkham Knight
Shut your lights out, nighty-night!
If you keep this up Imma blow ya up, with dynamite
Boom boom, bow bow, you're gone bitch
Having you not here is a nice switch
Boom boom, bow bow, you're gone bitch
I'm glad you're gone, now my life is enriched
Bitch, you're a copy, you're carbon
I took your confidence, it's gone man
Bitch, you're a copy, you're carbon
You need originality, unlike Dhar Mann
Oh, I'm overreacting? I beg your pardon.
You're the one cutting into my margins
You're like the shows imitating MacFarlane
Imma poke holes in you, like a condom
You're inspired, like Contra to Blazing Chrome
You went further though, can't stand alone
On the line, you never ever even roamed
You jumped over it, you f*ckin' dove
Now it's time for you to hit the f*cking road
Take all your goons with you, leave in f*cking droves
To you, I will forever be against, opposed
If I see you again I might lose all control
Bitch, you're a copy, you're carbon (Fake)
I took your confidence, it's gone man (Poof)
Bitch, you're a copy, you're carbon (Fake)
You need originality, unlike Dhar Mann (See the light)
Oh, I'm overreacting? I beg your pardon (I do)
You're the one cutting into my margins (Chopping them)
You're like the shows imitating MacFarlane (Paradise PD)
Imma poke holes in you, like a condom (Poke)