Stepped on stage Discouraged and with fright With BiastFear Prepared to rock the mic For so long the music was not right We got together Now everything fits tight The basement We started to get down Making music for everyone around Original So we might not fit your mold You can't label What comes straight from the soul Take a loot at me I'm not what I'm supposed to be If you follow me I'll change your thinking So here we are Preforming our shit live Four of us to make you feel the vibe Took r&b, metal, hip-hop and soul Put them together And made the music whole At first the census Was that our shit was whack Those boys for Gatlin You know they had our back The scene was dead And we gave it new life To show the world That Cleveland does shit right Take a loot at me I'm not what I'm supposed to be If you follow me I'll change your thinking So you say that we should give up But some to all our shows And you bob your head with us You may individually not like us But BiastFear You will never divide us So don't you try us Stepped up To show you what I could do Right away I was being dissed by you Told by you That I didn't belong Proved you wrong Just by singin this song So now what You noticed I could sing And rhyme on time With this style I bring Caught you off guard So what you gonna do Tossed you aside And now I'm through with you Take a loot at me I'm not what I'm supposed to be If you follow me I'll change your thinking