Zoné Korae - 458 Bruises Lyrics

[Intro]
They say I ain't authentic enough
308 comments tryna box me up
But watch me turn this hate to gold
Belgian bloggers think they know my soul

[Verse 1]
Screenshot that hate, frame it on my wall
Y'all think you gatekeepers? Man, that's f*ckin' small
Mixed heritage got them feeling so confused
My bars got your whole timeline looking bruised
Typing from ya basement, acting like you know me
Cultural tourist? Nah, this shit flows deep in me
Every comment section filled with poison pens
But I'm building empires while you're judging trends

[Chorus]
308 ways they try to break me down
308 reasons why I wear this crown
Can't put me in your box, I break the mold
My culture ain't for sale, it can't be sold
308, yeah, 308

[Verse 2]
Kora in my blood, trap beats in my veins
You post about authenticity while I'm making flames
Got my notifications blowing up with hate
But every diss just adds more power to my plate
Belgian blogs can't comprehend my fusion flow
Think they own the culture? Man, that's f*cking low
Mixed identity ain't something you can shame
Every tweet you send just amplifies my name

[Bridge]
They say "stick to your lane"
But I'm switching lanes
Creating new paths
While they stay the same

[Verse 3]
Turn them comments to ammunition, load 'em up
Every critic typing just to show they tough
But they don't know my story, don't know where I'm from
Each hateful word becomes another drum
Your gatekeeping mentality is old and weak
While you're writing blogs, I'm letting music speak
308 times you tried to clip my wings
Now watch me soar above these little things

[Outro]
308 ways I prove you wrong
This ain't cultural tourism, this is where I belong
Screenshots forever, your hate preserved
In this sonic weapon that your words deserved