Rediscover Me - Wale

Yeah

So it’s like… being from Washington, D.C. and all… I ain’t been noticed yet

Gridin' everyday doing all that and all that (and all that)

I’m like a treasure ain’t nobody discovered yet

Please listen

Rediscover me

I am ready now

Take me high on wings of love

Rediscover me

I am ready now

Take me high on wings of love

Rediscover me

Look, it’s been a long time coming like multiple orgasms

Organic rap, hip-hop is back in

I’m fast with it like fast track niggas

Off that BalCo, outflow whack rap niggas

And I outclass niggas — check the truancy

So fresh fluently

Shoot the breeze up in D.C. in my cold J.B.'s — I’m doing me

When they try to do what we do they ain’t cool as me — truthfully

D.C. to P.G., supplier of the freshest

Flier than all the rest of them, you niggas will respect us

A nasal-strip spitter, the game been congested

Everytime that I yell it they inhale much better

(Yeah) I’m a breathe of fresh air, nigga

Never compare to them label-made wear niggas

I don’t sell crack and I don’t shoot cops

I just spit from the heart: this is true hip-hop

(Listen) Look, now I am not the next Biggie, I’m not the next Jay

I’m not the next Nas, I am the first Wale

I’m not Kanye, I am not Lupe, though admire all rhymers, I can only do me

I’m not Cool James though the ladies love a youngin'

Stomach crunching is nothing but it’s something I don’t fuck with

…aww fuck it I’m stuntin' out in public

Purple Label attire while my denim’s

I got love for my brothers in the under-ground

But my sound more comparable to thunder (yes)

I admire great artist so I be in the for a auto-

Graph, I am awesome

Y’all on behalf of the game my gotta change cause my flow out of order

All this cordial acknowledgement by the audiences cause the flow so omnipotent

They say I’m not «it» cause I don’t wear sweats

And Solbiato to death, I’m sorry I’m not the rest

I’m a premium denim getter, limited kick kicker

Spit iller than niggas who feelin' they dealin' with us

And I’m lovin' it, everybody fake — go hard but don’t hardly go hard, none a bit

Let 'em wear the Coogi, my suit from the

Album on the air on by the end of this summer, uhh!

They the pseudo studio gangsters created by A&Rs, my nigga I’m the ancient

Diamond of rhymin', ruby the loose leaf

Sapphire of the rap style I’m the truth, please

Fossil of hip-hop, soul spittin' gospel

Meanwhile conduct more flow than a minstrel

And that’s dope — they rewind cause they love it

Unravel my rap sheets you can see the discovered