[Spoken: [?]]
"You could have this sort of anonymous thing about it where you could like have one kind of—you'd portray yourself as one thing, and then like change into my other costume and I'm this other guy. Superhero."
[Intro: Jimmy Nice]
All right, all right, hey
Hahaha, uh
J and you
[Verse 1: Jimmy Nice]
She wanna lay inside the
Arms of a poet, a heart that ain't too afraid
To show it, a mind that intuitive to know it
[?] ever benevolent with gentleman heroics
But show me your baddass "fuck you" when you're broke, shit
One of those [?], fuck going through
The texts in your phone, shit, spend the night home
See, these last few bars got me homesick
I jumped ship and ain't been home since (Nope)
Criminal recordings in court with [?] prints
As I raise my right like I don't know a thing
Swear, blow stink in the air
For those flirting with death, running fingers through her hair
All the fairs, all the moments that you've shared
Then you look back in a year like, "Goddamn, were we even really
There?" With my uninterrupted stare
As I shoot for the stars and go recline your chairs
[Chorus/Scratches: Jimmy Nice/DJ Morgs (Nick Lupi)]
I am also known as "Invisible man
Got the whole world watching" and it goes
Hello, hello my name is
"There I—there I—there I go, from a man to a memory"
To also known as "Invisible man
Got the whole world watching" and it goes
Hello, hello my name is
(Verse two)
[Verse 2: Jimmy Nice]
I take great
Tales from the streets, lay 'em down on beats
Direct from Town Hall steps where the writers meets
At sixteen, this is who he tryna be
Seeing y'all sing along make the cypher complete
Still I wonder if they look at me the way I look at Sean (Uh)
Tell a writer by the jumper and the jeans (Uh)
Anonymous kings [?] in-between, yo
Better to be seen than never seen at all
And I the aforementioned tag-dropper (Uh)
Sold-out spot rocking, y'all reckon he's the
Same person? (Really?) 445 bus hopping (Listen)
I do it all while your damn old man watching
Know the name running game through your stereo
Jimmy Dean, James Flames, J. Boserio
Better known to the authorities as "There he go"
Haha, where the hell [?]
Sticker on the back, Jack
[Bridge: Jimmy Nice & Nick Lupi]
There's a shadow up in my pocket
And he don't really care who sees
And neither of us know how it got there
But he follow my lead (What's my motherfucking name?)
Said, there's a shadow up in my pocket
And he don't really care who sees (What's my motherfucking name?)
And neither of us know how it got there
But he follow my lead
[Interlude: [?]]
"You stay anonymous with who you are, and that's the whole point of it."
"[?] like the wind, you know? You can't see him (Ayo), but you can feel it."
[Verse 3: Nick Lupi]
Summon the spirit of the
Uncrowned kings of the town that I come from
Out the dungeon, spit it for the unsung
That untrained eye anonymity
On my mind as I walk these city streets
"What becomes of the colours
That remain untouched by the buffers?"
Architects of the reconstructed
They knew the train tunnels better than the conductors (Ow)
They rewrote rules and brought ruckus
Eternal life through the walls and the Dumpsters
The great hauls of the youngsters
I wonder how many of them still walk amongst us
On the train in a suit and a tie
But he sees much more than the usual eye
Leading the most usual life, the most beautiful lie
Unbeknownst to you or I
[Chorus/Scratches: Jimmy Nice & Nick Lupi/DJ Morgs]
I am also known as "Invisible man
Got the whole world watching" and it goes
Hello, hello my name is
"There I—there I—there I go, from a man to a memory, damn"
To also known as "Invisible man
Got the whole world watching" and it goes
Hello, hello my name is
Pleasure to meet you peeps, peace
