Copy Cats

Hey yeah. yeah, yeah. Hmm. Hey, B-b-b-b-bro, copycats. Hey. Copycats, copycats. Oh. Hey, hey, hey. I see the posts. Hey. I see the plays. Same sound waves in A different name. Same. Dark tone, same Viking tracks. Same. War chant when the beat goes back. Yeah. Using my sound, just chasing views. Hey. Same type image, same tattoos. Same. Same song titles, same code themes. Trying to claim what I already dream. You took the wave that I designed. Putting my style on your timeline. But the crowd can tell what's real from max. There's only one source for the Draugr tracks. Copycats, copycats. Running with my sound. Using my name just to get around. Copycats, copycats. Chasing all the views. But they build their numbers off the things I Do. Copycats, copycats. Try and take my crown, but the truth comes Out when the beat drops down. Copycats, copycats. I see the act. You chasing my shadow, I'm ahead of that. They using my image. Hey. They saying my name. Woo. Trying to claim the titles from the songs I made. But I'm Draugr. I hold the flame. Hey. Every single track got my blood in the Name. From the mountain to the mic, when the War horns cry. Yeah. Every verse I drop got the Norse wind vibe. They can borrow the sound, but the soul ain't There. That cold dark energy, you can't compare. No point hating, I already know. Every time I rise, I level the floor. You copy one song, I drop ten more. Every new track just opens the door. Copycats, copycats. Trying to run my lane. Same dark sound but it ain't the same. Copycats, copycats. Chasing my wave. But the real Draugr built the grave. Copycats, copycats. I don't react. I just drop heat and answer With tracks. Copycats, copycats. Keep chasing light. While I move forward. You copy that. No copy that. No, no, No hate in my heart, I just Level up. Every new beat make the shadows run. They can mimic the sound. Mimic the tone. No. But they can't build what I built alone. From the grave to the stage, I rise again. Every track like a blade in the wind. They can try but the truth comes back. Original Draugr. No copycats. Copycats, copycats. Trying to run my lane. Same dark sound but it ain't the same. Copycats, copycats. Chasing my wave. But the real Draugr built the grave. Copycats, copycats. I don't react. I just drop heat and answer with tracks. Copycats, copycats. Keep chasing light. While I move forward. You copy that.