Lyrics: (Intro) (Beat drops: heavy, echoing boom-bap drums with a haunting piano loop) Yeah. Look at you. Sitting way up there, Thinking you’re untouchable. It’s time to tear down the scaffolding. Let’s go. (Verse 1) You’ve been talking real loud but your pockets looking hollow (lookin hollow) Living for the clout and the ghosts that you follow Every single line that you write is a rental I’m a mental giant, you a glitch in the experimental You a carbon copy of a copy of a sketch Stretching out your imagery as far as it can stretch Trying to play the king but you’re bleeding through the ink One raindrop on your parade and you’re gonna shrink I’m the original press, you’re just the static on the screen The weakest little construct that this industry has seen.(Chorus) You're just a clone on a paper throne Sitting in the dark, entirely alone Yeah, the wind is blowing hard and your kingdom is blown You're just a clone on a paper throne (Verse 2) You got a squad full of yes-men gluing up your crown But it only takes a single spark to burn your palace down You wear a cheap imitation of a heavyweight's style But your whole infrastructure couldn't last a single mile I am carved out of granite, you are folded out of sheets You're a temporary setup trading rumors in the streets Step up to the mic? Nah, you'd rather go hide There's a hollow space inside where your talent should reside So go and print another copy, tell your fans that you're the great But we all know you're a fraud standing at the palace gate. (Chorus) You're just a clone on a paper throne Sitting in the dark, entirely alone Yeah, the wind is blowing hard and your kingdom is blown You're just a clone on a paper throne (Outro) (Beat slows down, piano notes fade out) Yeah. Folds right up under pressure. No spine. No foundation. Just paper. And it’s raining. (Beat cuts out completely) This song is meant to symbolize how someone can try to cut you down but it turns out they are just like paper, folds easy. I made this for a certain someone a couple years ago, my biggest bully. This was one of the only songs I did in public and he never talked to me again. Don't let anyone steal who you are, or what you like to do. Don't let them steal who you are, and don't let them cut you down. No matter who it is, your parents, friends, bullies or whoever, just remember, they're just a clone on a paper throne -Iron
Respect to @dessert_soul__ for giving me the passion to start posting on the internet again :3
